Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20180515200537/@comment-7262318-20180607215922

"He's an old dragon who probably hasn't left that mountain in hundreds of years," Goriyn said. "He's probably just as psychopathic as Kaelmun. All by himself up there. Isolation like that can do wonders for the mind. Horrible, gut-wrenching wonders..."

The feeling of fear continued to rise within the hearts of the group, leaving Baros weak in the knees. "G-God, this test won't be over soon enough...."

In fact, it wouldn't. They reached the end of the tunnel, finding themselves in another arena-style room. The fear and anxiety within them was still prevalent.

The arena floor here had seen better days. The polished stone had been cracked, the walls seemed to be on the verge of collapsing. At the back of the room, there stood a throne with an old skeleton in it. Once ornate decorations laid torn and burned on the floor.

"I... I know this place..." Kaz spoke up. "The... Throne room, in the Imperial City...