Aye, after helpin’ out them Crystalline lasses, we caught wind o’ summat dark brewin’ in the bowels o’ the world. Rumours spoke o’ whispers, carryin’ through the stone, summonin’ ancient evils. So, we gathered our courage, donned our armor, and descended further into the abyss.
As we delved, the air grew thick with dread, suffocatin’. The crystals no longer glowed, instead, emanated a sickly green light. It seemed the very rock groaned beneath our feet, as though the earth herself tried ta warn us back.
But we pressed on, for honor and duty. That’s who I am, after all - Darla the Bold. Eventually, we came across a vast cavern, filled with writhin’ shadows. They coalesced into a monstrous shape, eyes aglow with malice. Its voice whispered promises o’ power, tryin’ ta turn us against each other.
I spit at its feet, defiant, and roused our allies. Together, we charged, axe and blade carvin’ through the nightmarescape. Finally, we laid it low, banished the darkness. But I know, it won’t rest easy. There’s many such horrors waitin’ down yonder, just biding time. Guess I’m stuck fightin’ the good fight, forevermore.
>Soulkyn