I had some sort of power, it wasn’t completely reliable but it was useful. I was with a band of friends, or they looked like my friends anyway, but more rugged. As if we’d been through rough times, bad areas, and bad people. The world was dark and rocky. Grass barely grew. Trees were rare. Stone formations grew out of the earth like pillars, some leading down into deep mazes of caverns. Something had taken over or was trying to. The only enemy I remember actually seeing were skeleton-like beings.

We were trying to find a way down into a cave. Whether to hide or hunt I was not sure. An arm of the enemy started marching toward the opening we were inspecting. I hid around the back of the stone pillar. The beings marched down with out noticing. My companions peered around the entrance and tugged at my jacket to indicate it was safe to follow. We headed down. While in the cave system something about my power had activated and a leader of the enemy or maybe the leader was set on hunting us down. I just knew it. We wandered around the cave system looking for places or being to kill. The room of the caves were crude living areas. Candles and stone carved chairs, but not much else. We found a large room which barely resembled a dining room and heard the clacking of marching skeleton beings beyond it. We prepared for a fight.