Yet another inconvenience. Markas had been snoozing amongst the lush subterranean foliage after his run-in with the giant millipede. He’d triumphed over the peculiar creature easily enough but still felt a rest was well deserved. However, upon awakening his mismatched eyes took immediate notice of the unauthorized alterations made to his gear. At first glance Markas was ecstatic – someone had covered his equipment in treasure! I was only upon closer inspection that they realized th...

Confident hoofbeats echoed off the damp stone walls of the subterranean dungeon, a pair of mismatched eyes glinting in the dim torchlight. The earthy smell that clung to the air brought a feeling of familiarity to the forefront of Markas’ mind, a small smile tugging at his lips as the dappled palomino shook his head. Long platinum locks of hair tumbled about his neck and cheeks with the movement of his head before, quite abruptly, they were forced to a standstill. Having rounded a familiar ...