Unless one traveled in a party, a courser could expect to encounter no other sentient beings in the overgrown caverns. Rock, moss, and beasts would be the only companions for much of a dungeon delve. The caverns snaked and twisted through the earth for countless miles, room enough to maintain one’s solitude no matter how many foolhardy coursers plumbed its depths. Hence, hearing the muffled sounds of speech, hushed and conspiratorial, emanating from a moss-covered passage made Unferth pause...