Prompts = Skills, Items, Map
A map, found hidden among a deceased warlock’s possessions, marks an arduous path to a fount of enormous power. Mercenaries with the needed skills hired. Equipment, provisions, transport, and a few select magical items all acquired. The adventure begins.
Time and distance wear us down, as do enemies of increasing strength, as if some malignant intelligence is aware of our approach. Undaunted, we fight on.
Exhausted after our final battle with the Guardian of the Fount, my hirelings make camp. My greed won’t allow rest; the fount is mine.
I drink deep…
…and become the next Guardian.
They must perish…
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