In a small landscape of the wilderness, there was a camp. It was nighttime, getting close to midnight. Most of the figures in the camp that were still milling around were either the rogues themselves, or the other five figures that were sitting on a log around the campfire.
One of the figures was a necromancer, he had long white hair, but didn't look old at all. No, he was actually quite young, Around 30. He wore simple clothing, with a leather jacket, and a white undershirt, along with leather pants and black boots.
To the necromancers right, was a Barbarian. He wore a skirt, with black boots as well, one long ponytail, and blue tattoos on his face. He was busy sharpening a axe that he had in his hand.
To the left of the necromancer, there was a amazon, who didn't seem to happy with their predicament at all. She was staring off into space, a angered look on her face. Of course, that was normal for amazons when around other people.
Next to the Barbarian, was a Sorceress, no one knew where she came from, but she wore a simple skirt with a loincloth and green shirt, with a small staff.
Next to the barbarian was a Paladin of Zakarum. Who was also just wearing normal clothing, and had a sword sitting next to him on the log. He had some hair, and was of darker skin color than the others there.
After a few long minutes of them just sitting there, no talk happening, the amazon finally spoke up.
"I don't like this. I don't like this at all..," and everyone sitting on the logs eyed her.
The necromancer then replied. "I don't think any of us like this... As all of you know, we came here because this...So called "dark wanderer" had passed through, and all of a sudden demons started filling the countryside, as he went eastward. Our main goal should be to find this Dark Wanderer."
"Not to mention the fact that the rogues main monastery fell after he passed through after all. This camp was to be a scouting post, but now its become filled to the brim with refugee rouges..," the paladin then replied.
A few long minutes past as everyone prepared themselves for what they had to go through to actually find this so called "Dark Wanderer" and then the sorcerer spoke up.
"You realize that what we want to do...is like madness, right?" she asked them, which seemed to them all a serious question. "Its not like we are going to be able to just waltz right towards him and figure out whats going on. As you all know, he is literally a month ahead of us continuing eastward. Likely going to Lut Gholein next."
The barbarian, the one who had been sharpening his axe for the last few hours suddenly stopped, and everyone looked to him, afraid of what he might say as he didn't say anything during the period of sharpening.
"Aye. That may be so. But I'm not sure if we are going to get there. As you all know, shortly after the monastery was overrun by demons, the pass to Lut Gholein was closed. We will have to cleanse the monastery to ACTUALLY get there."
A grim silence filled them all, of course this was nothing knew to them. And even worse, they were barely skilled adventurers, literally just came here and met up along the way, they barely even knew how to cast spells or enchantments. The only thing they did have was their equipment, which did that for them of course.
The necromancer put his hands over the fire, and laughed to himself. The others gave him a questionable look.
"We will get stronger, the more demons we slay of course. This won't be easy, and it will take time...Especially if the lesser evil herself is there...," his voice trailed off.
Everyone that heard the tails knew it must be true, looking at the state the wilderness was in. the Maiden of Anguish herself, Andariel, a horrible succubus claimed the Monastery for herself after the wanderer had left. And this was bad news. There was only four lesser evils, and she just so happened to be one of them.
The amazon got up, showing her long slender legs that led up to the loincloth that was red.
"We shouldn't worry about this for now, for now we should all get some sleep."
And with that, they put out the fire and started slowly moving to their own tents. A few rogues watched nearby and regarded the adventurers with curious eyes.
"You don't really think they could do it...do you?"
"I don't know Amelia, I really don't."
