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The lightless tunnels were just how Dantes remembered them, deep, dark, and oppresive. Just the thought of a hundred million tons of solid above or below you was enough to tame the hearts of even the bravest men, yet none he turned back at the challenge. Was it sheer bravery or utter stupidity that lured these unlikely companions far below the surface of the ironworks forums to the lightless caverns of the Underdark? Dantes had yet to make up his mind which one described them. As he walked in the middle of the pack Danted couldn't help but be drown with memories of his past experiences here, and of the grave evil that had imprisoned him far below the surface. That evil still stired. Though Dantes had narrowly escaped he was not powerful enough to destory the evil, but that was a quest for another day. With any luck they would be able to avoid it entirely. With any luck. . . Dantes' thoughts trailed off as the party came to a stop ahead.
OOC: sorry I was sick, but I'm better now [img]smile.gif[/img]
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Now the swinging bridge<br />Is quieted with creepers. . . <br />Like our tendrilled life. -Basho
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