The unknown is now realized by Moat House Gold as they are forced deeper into the cave. Has Stebe lost his nerves among the fields of mushrooms or has Erathmus lost his faith in a swarm of bats. These horror seem far too familiar to Edward, conjuring fearful memories from his past. Cornered our adventurers are filled with dread and regret. I Wulf, Son of Wulf, Son of the Wilderness have survived many similar dark moments and I have no doubt that Moat House Gold will prevail in the face of impending doom.