The vision I had this week was a very troubling one! In my Dreams my uncle lead me down dank stone corridors... we went past crypts and corridors until... we came to a room with three chests. Yew Crypts! Ofcourse! The Curse of Blood is there. ~Seth Saddly, Garkin's Guards had already massed within the aged stone halls. As we pushed in Seth took point, his blade making quick work of the hell steed and minotaur that blocked the congested corridor. Some were not so lucky, Eventually we happened on the warded doors, as a Seth approached them a strange skeleton appeared, the remains of it's entrails spilled across the stone as the force armed themselves! Those not instantly reduced to vomitting engaged the creature! Victorious, we found our prize, and with a return to the sacred cave it was done. Two of Eight.