The Dungeons of Eytan

They say: there would be no happiness, but misfortune helped. If the vile duergar’s hadn’t stolen the sacred Vial of Life from the dwarf miners of the Goldheim clan, could Vesper have gathered such a noble squad—ready for feats and adventures? Of course not. He’d be sitting there, sipping his ale, sharpening his axe, retelling old parables and fairy tales he was such a fan of. But now, no matter what, he had to go restore the clan’s honor—and on the way, look for allies. At first, they didn’t seem like much to him: an elf who looked more like a human than a Primordial; a cleric with a military bearing that only a blind person wouldn’t notice; a girl-mage who relied more on her agility than on wizardly abilities… But as things turned out, so it went. And off they went together through the caves and underground labyrinths of Aytan—toward dangers, toward a completely different life…