Whispers of the winds fluttered about in the 3rd level, all what's truly left is whispers of the long forgotten kingdom. What seems to be walls, buildings either caved in due to time or stood tall as time slithered it's green tendrils upon the laid bricks. Some light lingers from the heated level above. Once Terrance knows like the back of his hoof! "Some winds? barely any creatures....? Boo, but whatever, I got paid and I get to share a tale or two." Terrance whickered, black tail swished to the side. Hooves make echoing noises when reaching the ground. Dust picks up and floats about, moving away as Terrance pushes forward. 

He's been hired by an odd fellow, for some good and promises of praise...praise he likes. The coin too, since it was a decent sum. Plus a small order of: 'if you find anything valuable? Keep half.' Which was odd. But yet again, he WAS getting paid for this. The black Courser's mind began to linger, bones? Herbs? Shiny things? Perhaps some old books? He knows those sell well for the studious. As the courser passes a broken down smithy, overgrown bones litter the area, a noise of claws or nails scrape at the exposed cobblestone floor. Terrance's neck snaps around. Nothing...pink eyes narrow, a loud snort given. A warning. Terrrance continues forward, he smiles finding some things! But...alas it was food turned to dust. "Ew..." he muttered, now slipping out of a small home, and the caught a glance of...something. Ears shot upright, then quickly pinned aginst his skull. More time passes,as he's now circled the entire ruins, moments or pauses inbetween, looking, freezing, searching. Something is definitely stalking him. That's when he ran into a large opening, area circled in broke down buildings, some leading to other clearings.

"C'mon!!! Show yourself!!" He squealed, rearing on haunches, kicking the upper limbs before slamming down...nothing...just silence. Eerie silenced...

"I don't get paid enough for this..."