You look at your sword and shield and sigh. Your sword was dull and looked like it was picked up from a battle that happened years ago. Your shield wasn't any better, it was made of wood but it looked like it would shatter if someone so much as sneezed at it. You needed better equipment if you were to even have a chance at fulfilling your quest, so you decided that it would be best to travel to one of the many caves that dot this land and hope for the best. You pack for a long journey and ready your horse then set out.
You travel for many hours along the Imperial Highway then stop to look at the map, it was old and outdated but that's precisely why you were using it. These "caves" as the peasantry called them weren't caves but the entrances to old dwarf holds that had long since been abandoned by the dwarves. Inside these holds were dwarven weapons, armor, or treasure, before the rise of the Dark Legion (aka the Monster Girl Empire). The Dark Empire sent its agents and elite warriors to secure these holds and protect the valuables within until they could all be transported back to their empire. With any luck you'd come across a hold that hasn't been stripped clean, but you hoped there wouldn't be an entire party of monster girls.
You find a hold that was close to your position and ride there, you make it to the entrance of the hold right as the sun was beginning to set over the horizon. You had no choice now, at night bandits and foul creatures stalked the land and it would be safe to wait in this hold until the sun rose once more. You enter the hold and were surprised at first to see all the torches were lit but you realized that meant that the Dark Legion had sent their agents to this hold and were guarding the valuables within. You carefully step forward to reduce the noise you made as you walked, you hoped that it was just one agent and not a whole party. You make your way to what you assume was once a dwarven meadhall, chairs were broke or overturned, the tapestries that once hung proudly on the ceiling were now wallowing on the dirty floor, but thankfully the fireplace was lit and you didn't have to stumble around in the dark. But before you can warm yourself up to the fire you hear someone coming and quickly hide behind an overturned table and look through a hole in the table at who was coming.
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