Sterling's skin shivered as he cautiously entered a new room, one of the biggest they'd encountered yet-- not that he'd been adventuring for long. It was full of tall pillars of something, shimmering faintly. Their ears twitched at the faint sound of water dripping. Perhaps that faint shine in the darkness was water— but no, there was no movement, no rippling or splashing. He stepped closer, wincing a bit at the sound of hooves on stone. They knew now why some coursers chose to wear ...