"Oh Eli, your time to go to the dungeons will come, my young one. Don't worry." a soft, motherly voice spoke to the young heraldic, the yearling huffing at the prospect of having to wait until he could go to the caves, but he understood his mother's concern. The dangers there were no small feat and definitely no terrain for a young stallion.

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"I'm...sorry Elidyr, we found your mother at the bottom of a pit. She must have fallen on a slippery rock. We're sorry." the words echoed in the young stallion's head, tears springing to his eyes as the two Coursers beared his mother's demise to him. It was like his whole world fell apart at those news, leaving a gaping hole in the adolescent Courser's chest.

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"Eli? You good? You've been staring at this crossing for the past ten minutes without moving a muscle." Aurélie called softly next to him, snapping Elidyr out of his memories, looking over at the crowned mare. Her soft gaze made him finally release that shuddering breath. His goal had always been to find the remains and lost items of his mother, knowing the others had never retrieved them. It was what pulled him to the dungeons after all those years fearing to move into the caves.

"Yeah... yeah I'm alright. We can go." he said, his voice trembling slightly as he glanced over the edge again, seeing the faint outline of a courser's skeleton at the bottom of the drop...