Jay was a mere babe the first time he gazed into the depths of the dungeon. Whispers from his dam promised him riches beyond belief to the Courser who dared to plunge below, and a crown to the one who conquered it all. A prince, no, a king would rise above like the olden times before.

Such was a heavy burden to bear on a foal's withers, however to Jay, it was nothing short of a challenge. Over time he would venture further and further from his mother's side, each trip into the dungeons stoking the fire that burned within him. That call. That urge that wormed deep underneath his skin the longer he remained above ground. He had a great desire to prove himself to the rest of the Coursers that took the dangerous trips down, to show that he was the mightiest of them all.