Fanderus admired his newly obtained spear in his hands as he made his way towards the entrance of the dungeon. He feels the air as a breeze surrounds his bare feet. When he has reached the entrance, he sees a trail of blood leading through a dark corridor, ending in a half open door. He approaches the door with caution, and as he come closer, he can hear voices. He tightened the grip around his spear and sneaks in through the door, ready for battle. His assumptions of battle are strengthened as he see an armoured group of people, all of them carrying weapons.
"Who are you?", he asks. "Are you my allies? Or are you my enemies?"
"Who are you?", he asks. "Are you my allies? Or are you my enemies?"