Is this your first time in the dungeon, or are you a veteran of the Courser’s calling? When and why did you decide to answer the call of the depths?

Lucky trotted through the dungeon. He felt quite at home here. He sighed as he remembered his youth, a sour taste filling his mouth. He kept trotting, hoping to find some treasure. 

He reminisced, remembering how alone he had felt, how scared he had been, and how dark the tunnels were. He was only a young foal, newly weaned. He had wandered the dungeons for weeks, living off of the small bits of vegetation he could find. He was frail when a group found him. They graciously gave him some of their food, and invited him to come along on their mission. He still remembered the conversion they had by a fire.

Lucky huffed, eternally grateful for that group of travelers for taking him in, and at the end of their mission taking him back to the surface, where he had seen the sun for the first time in probably months.

Afterwards, he was invited to work with the king. Long story short, he found his home.