As soon as you set foot in the darkened mine, your sword glows, as it always does when danger is near. Your companions trade nervous looks as you pull the sword out and consult the runes appearing on the blade. "This dwarven guardrail is an OSHA violation," you announce. "Too short for humans."

[Thursday, October 12, 2023 - 2:17 PM] As soon as you set foot in the darkened mine, your sword glows, as it always does when danger is near. Your companions trade nervous looks as you pull the sword out and consult the runes appearing on the blade. "This dwarven guardrail is an OSHA violation," you announce. "Too short for humans." The flickering blue light from your enchanted blade illuminates rough-hewn walls and a steep descent into darkness. Behind you, Mira the ranger shifts her bow nervously while Torm the cleric mutters a prayer. The air smells of ancient stone and something else—something metallic and wrong. Deep in the mine shaft, you hear the rhythmic clang of hammers on anvils, though this mine was supposedly abandoned fifty years ago.