The Necromancer’s Plan 5 – Urban Stonework and a Scroll with a Hole
The Necromancer was reminiscing about dungeons. He drifted into a dreamy reverie—dungeons, dungeons, how truly wonderful they were! It’s hard to say how long he spent lost in these thoughts, but suddenly, he stopped. A pause. The air felt different. The wind seemed the same as always, yet the Necromancer brought his train of thought to a halt.