Baldur's Gate : The Sword Coast Chronicles : NWN2 Persistent World

Paws wandered through the murky woods seeking both adventure and company. Though Foggy the magical little gnome had supplied the Hin with a compass, Paws headed in no set direction. He hoped to simply stumble upon that which he sought. Hacking through the underbrush and staying to the shadows when necessary he made progress slowly.

Days passed. Little Paws saw the sun rise through the mist, witnessing dawn at least twice before he stumbled upon the abandoned estate. He found the place unintentionally and planned to avoid it, but curiosity took hold of him as it often does. Proceeding cautiously, he entered the place. The nimble Hin darted from room to room... object to object... avoiding the eyes of evil beasts that sought prey. He found so many chests in the mansion that surely there was treasure to be had. However, each one Paws opened contained nothing but moths.

Higher and higher he ascended into the decaying home. The smell of mold and mildew was strong and water-logged wooden floors squished below his feet like dense sponges. It would be difficult to go unnoticed for long. The mighty Halfling did not care as he was thirsty for treasure and was enraged that someone had clearly cleaned the place out. The danger was growing and the beasts progressively more difficult to dodge. Keen eyes awaited ahead and he knew it. Up the stairs he went only to find something he feared greatly: Shadows... actual beings made entirely of darkness!

Red eyes searched the room as they sensed his presence. He saw that they were somewhat aware, but pressed on regardless. There in the backroom he found it. A chest with years of dust accumulated on it. A few turns of the tumblers and *click* the lock was picked and the chest opened. Inside that time-ravaged chest was a magnificent chain shirt! A prize surely worth some coin no doubt. His happiness would be fleeting quickly however. In his glee and wonder he failed to see the chest start to close on itself. The cover crept forward, gained momentum, then slammed down with a loud *CRACK*!

He was found. The shadows converged on him. Trapped like a rat in a corner of a cage... they had him. He swung his mighty greatsword out of bravery and desperation but to no avail. His day had come.


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