Enter the Warded Room

Taking a big breath the huntress test the door to see if it was lock; much to her surprise it wasn't. 'What could possibly be behind the door that they felt only felt the need to ward it' she thought. Steading her heart and mind Sunna enter through the door into a wide hall.

More runic wards were etched into the stone walls and lining up the hall were impressive statues of warriors almost seeming guarding the desolate hall. Reaching the end, the huntress lit the torches to discover a great stone slab; runes were etched into the stone in an arrangement that suggested they were more for enchantment than warding.

Through the harsh torch light Sunna can make out a phrase that most likely is a activation chant. Focusing her magic, Sunna envisions the chant in her third eye "Erden, morrohid etich of". Completing the phrase the runes begin to emit light. Stepping back, the huntress is enraptured by the unfolding scene of light as the slab slow is engulfed. A swirl of color begins to form and Sunna instantly recognize this as a portal.

Out of the darkness a voice softly spoke " Hmmm interesting." Whirling on her heels Sunna leveled the crossbow in the direction of the voice.

"Both the wards and the Guardians still remain so I can only assume that you are some sort of naive intruder." The voice said this time behind the alert huntress. "How and what are you?" Sunna demanded. "Now, Now, is that anyway to introduce yourself."

"You've yet to introduce yourself" she replied. The voice giggled " Fair point, the closest thing to a name I have for you would be Djark". "Ok, but WHAT are you Djark?" She asked. "Oh just something old and..." It paused and Sunna could feel the hairs on her neck stand up "alone" it whispered into her ear.

On instinct she rolled forward and began to taken in her surroundings. A powerful gush of air blow out the torch leaving her in pitch darkness with only the sound of laughter ringing in the long hall.