The early morning mist hung low over the ancient stone ruins as James, Cherry, Pippy, and Eryndra ventured deeper into the forgotten part of the Dragon Kingdom. The air was thick with the scent of earth and magic, and the faint sounds of distant, echoing whispers carried on the wind. Ever since their confrontation with Haldrek, they had been tracking rumors of growing Draugr activity in the region, rumors that led them to this crumbling fortress hidden deep in the mountains.
As they neared the ruins, James felt the familiar, oppressive weight of dark magic pressing down on them. His instincts told him that something dangerous was nearby, but they had yet to encounter any Draugr. Still, the unsettling atmosphere made it clear that they were being watched.
Pippy, always the one to lighten the mood, bounded ahead and glanced back at the group with a grin. "Looks like another charming vacation spot. How do we always end up in places like this?"
