The castle loomed above her, the portal having placed her just outside of its main gate. The rain had soaked her to the bone, almost as soon as she had stepped in to it. She swiftly grabbed her cloak form her pack, and swung it around herself. "Hate the rain." She muttered. Making sure her pack was secure, Mindi made her way towards the castle. Taking another look as she walked the path, she noticed many lit windows, scattered about the castle.

"No sunlight." She thought as she moved on, occasionally slipping on the muddy ground beneath her feet. "Oh, I hope someone's in."

A few minutes later, Mindi reached the great door to the castle. As she reached up to knock on the door, a large crash of thunder rolled out above her head, and the doors swung open of their own accord. Mindi slowly made her way into the brightly lit room. There were hundreds of candles mounted on the walls, and a large chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Two large staircases ran up the walls on Mindi's left and right, connecting with one another at the top.

"Hello!" she called out, "Is there anyone here." Mindi cautiously made her way towards the centre of the room. Noticing a small table, a vase of dried flowers upon it, she went to that instead. Placing the vase gently on the floor, she placed her pack on the table and began to rummage through it. She found only two new items. Mindi pulled two stones out of her bag. They were both about the size of her palm, one was white, with a small symbol carved into it and painted blue, the other, also white, but with a green symbol carved onto it. A small note was attached.

Mindi, these stone will aid in you in your travels. The stone with the blue symbol will take you home after you have found the Necromancer. The stone with the green symbol will open a new portal, though it will take some time to activate.

Happy Gaming!

GM

"Showy moron." She said as she placed the stones back into the pack, before removing her cloak and placing that inside as well. Making her way back towards the centre of the room, she noticed, on the wall between the two staircases, a large portrait. It depicted a man, looking just above his thirties. He wore very stately clothing, and had long black hair, as well as a small beard and moustache.

"Who goes there?" a deep voice shouted from behind her.

Turning slowly, she could see a young man in front of her, long silver hair flowing over his shoulders. "Friend, I think."

"Demon!" the man shouted. Unfurling a long leather whip, he shot it forward. Mindi got her arm up, just in time for the whip to wrap around it. She grabbed on to the weapon with both hands, holding it in place.

"Just what are you doing?" she shouted out.