Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-8182065-20140405045907/@comment-24286038-20141120070917

Gabrielle bit her lip in frustration at her oversight. Of course the design of the dungeon forced teams to split up, what better way to weaken large groups than slowly pick off members one by one? The priest looked over her shoulder checking on some of the members of her (original) party. And she paled.

Gabrielle started bolting down the corridor as fast as she could run. The walls were closing in on her, literally. They pressed forward and together, narrowing the long corridor they were in an alarmingly fast pace indicating that too long of a misstep or stall and whomever would be crushed or mangled.

"RUN!"