Chapter 117: Village of The Forgotten

The hollow cavern she found herself traversing seemed to never end. Holding the illuminating spell just in front of herself, it all looked the same--the cracked, pale stone that ran on for a seeming infinity and the shadows that danced just outside of her light's scope.

It was a nauseating environment to travel through, doubt came to one's mind if the path they walked truly had an end to it, only hearing the sound of her boots dragging along the brittle surface of the stone, sometimes mistaking her own footsteps for the existence of another.

Taking a moment of rest and frustration, Iris sat down against the unwelcoming, rigged wall to the side of the tunnel.

"--I've been at this for at least an hour now...Is this really the trial?"

Venting to herself in a contained whisper, it seemed the rocky corridor had responded to her complaints as a pebble moved in her vision. There wasn't any wind strong enough to push a pebble, looking as if it was deliberate by a separate force.