A Goblin Prince slain and a discovery just made... When Griff’s fear is subdued, it will change the Cleavers blade...

With twists and turns their tunnel had led...A crystal wrapped in chains, many Goblins were spread...

The group had done well, bringing a lost soul back to town...Now they must venture forth, it was not all they had found.

From Smithwold they left, traveling East as planned...Hero now holds a new shield gripped to his left hand...

Echos of his name were carried through the air...His friends had been searching, he knew they were there…

Hero had left them behind and now set out on his own... Bearing the burden himself and deciding he would do it alone... 

Left behind for now, this old man would be. The three will carry on, they’ll be just fine without me.

Running through secret halls, watching their heads as they now flee....Stones falling from above, a way out you can now see...

Griff had found a passage, by means of secret tunnels in fact.. A hidden door behind the throne, careless stumbling from the back...

So much time had passed, the poor boy could not recognize...The loud voice that he had heard, Hero now sees with his own eyes...