There was nothing  but darkness.

It wasn’t the same kind of unwelcomed darkness that the dungeons often offered, with numerous monstrous entities skulking within it just waiting for an opportunity to lurch out and attack, but a comforting, quiet darkness - one that could easily court you into staying with it forever. There seemed to be nothing but tranquility and serenity, but such things never remained for long. So fleeting in their nature, the darkness began to flee as a disturbance started to shatter it piece by piece.

Slowly, the seal bay began to stir from his slumber with soft grumbles and complaints, his face twisted into a grumpy grimace as moisture that had gathered on the stalactites above gave him an unwanted gift. Each droplet they gathered was sent careening down, splattering against his withers and soaking him to his skin. “Aw, c’mon!” He yapped up at the stone above, flaring his nostrils in agitation before trying to regain his bearings on the situation. He was still rather deep within the dungeon, and had probably been in this spot for several hours with his faithful wisp watching over him all the while. The stallion gradually blinked away the sleep from his eyes before he began to lift himself up off of the cold ground when he realized something rather important was missing. “Hey! Where’s my stuff?” Anwar’s blue flames brightened up a bit and the entity swirled around the courser’s head to get his attention before floating in the direction of where his stuff had been placed, but the sight that greeted him was just as undesired as him being woken up in the first place. Off in the distance, he found his belongings scattered with some… eclectic additions attached to them that he certainly didn’t put on himself. “Well, it’s free stuff, right? Can’t be too mad at that, although…” he murmured, pursing his lips a bit, “Couldn’t they have decorated it with, y’know, some diamonds or something? Some, gold, maybe? Sheesh…” The seal bay muttered, gathering his things before setting off once more.