Dire tales

With the image gone, Erik spoke.
"Should we continue this fools errand when our foe clearly has the upper hand?"
He had witnessed some extraordinary things with the group, but it was never wise to enter a God's domain when they invited you in.
Kespin plucked a hair from the Jotuns calf and strolled by the pillar.
"Those who are bound may never escape until their charge is complete. Besides, you need help from Lady Death as well, don't you Jotun?"
Chewing on the old fools words, Erik grumbled and followed.
Dyvia was shocked by the necromancer's words.
"There isn't a way to enter Hel alive? Not that leaving this ruined world doesn't sound fun..."

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