In the dark caverns there was a path of light. This path of light was actually multicolored mushrooms guiding the worthy to the mushroom's god's keep.
Yet, not many tread this path, Only the few chosen by Var Agus had the privilege. This chief of the impromptu tribe was currently managing chiefly affairs when there was a knock on his door.
Var's home was nothing fancy and there wasn't much clutter. He didn't need to tidy anything up, so he simply got up from where he sat and opened the door.
"Var…" A lizardman greeted him, they boasted a troubled expression.
"What troubles you, Yoashk?" Var asked the messenger. They tried to speak, but simply didn't know how to phrase things.
"There… There is a delegate from the Mensch tribe…" The very reason they had been forced into the mushroom caverns as Ed dubbed them was the Mensch tribe. What troubled the lizardman wasn't just this, however.
