Ghost had gone away shopping for the weeks rations and other daily necessities. You know what that means. 

Desmond was left to fend off his boredom alone. Much to the dismay of anyone around.. Ghost had forbade him to go back into the dungeon after the 'slime incident' had happened... which was totally unfair! He was a brave warrior and he could go wherever he pleased. 

Thankfully, a knock on the door pulled him away from his concerning thoughts. A tall Horse, white with beautiful blue and purple spots in his.. her? Coat appeared in the doorway. She were gorgeous, his mane draped elegantly across her shoulder and tied together at the end. A pair of silver round glasses across their muzzle and a cape around their back. 

"Take me to the second floor, please, if you will"

The soft horse requested before turning, already beginning to make their way over to the dungeon. 

"Alright- wait, lemme grab my stuff first, hey-!" 

It was a treck through the first floor, several slime monsters trying to attack the group. Well, luckily, Desmond had a pretty strong back kick. He led the beauty up the spiralling staircase and through the fire pits before coming upon a bride.. a very erm.. rickety bridge. Poppy yapped up and hopped down from her satchel to go check it out first. 

Fuck.. if he lost Ghost's dog he way as well jump into the pit himself- 

Luckily though she crossed without hassel, barking at them to follow from the other side.