Characters

For a mug of ale and a few copper coins, Calder will regale you with tales of his exploits in the dungeons. Some are bald-faced lies, but most are true.

Delyth's spellcraft is legendary among the sorcerous colleges. She delves into the lightless depths to discover how much more power she can achieve.

For a mug of ale and a few copper coins, Calder will regale you with tales of his exploits in the dungeons. Some are bald-faced lies, but most are true.

Delyth's spellcraft is legendary among

the sorcerous colleges. She delves into the lightless depths to discover how

much more power she can achieve.

Salmarin's keen eye and speed has kept him alive in the dungeons. His greatest shame lurks in a pit somewhere; his brother has become a Lich.

Salmarin's keen eye and speed has kept him alive in the dungeons. His greatest shame lurks in a pit somewhere, his brother has become a Lich.

Thieving in the cities is a bore; it's too simple. Naeva tests her skill in the dungeons, trying to find a true challenge for herself.

Thieving in the cities is a bore, it's too simple. Naeva tests her skill in the dungeons trying to find a true challenge for herself.

Dunael's lack of eyesight has never impaired his foresight. He knows that in the dark, people need a light to guide them. He will provide that light.

Aylen knows a sickness burns in the heart of the world. Every dungeon purged of darkness means they are closer to their goal of saving what's left of humanity from extinction.

Dunael's lack of eyesight has never impaired his foresight. He knows that in the dark, people need a light to guide them. Dunael will provide that light.

Aylen knows a sickness burns in the heart of the world. Every dungeon purged of darkness means they are closer to their goal of saving what's left of humanity from extinction.

A good song is like a good friend, it's always there when you need it. Geric is like a half remembered song: a bit off tune, always saying the wrong words but just too catchy to forget.

Fianna has honed herself into a fierce weapon ready to slice through dungeons. Her mind and body are linked, because in combat second-guessing means death.

A good song is like a good friend, it's always there when you need it. Geric is like a half remembered song: a bit off tune, always saying the wrong words but just too catchy to forget.