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After half an hour's rest Berga set out again, taking her torch and pot and storing the latter in her sidebag. Today was a bit unusual since Berga never went so deep into the ruins, but she'd already been through the higher part of the ruins and those were picked empty. Maybe some older pot shards were still around, but not much more. Berga wondered what time it was, since it was hard to tell in the darkness of the old ruins. There was no light but that of the torch and some luminous plants which had made it down here. Their lights were dim, but visible and they illuminated the walls all the way to the far end of the cavern. Either the olden

Berga stood in front of the massive head of a dragon, its eye was fixated on Berga as if it were thinking about something. Ice cold and glowing breath was slowly seeping from its teeth filled mouth. The jaw was covered in spikes, forming a beard like structure of ice and scales. The head of the dragon was huge, surely a few buildings would fit alongside its skull. The big cavelike nostrils pointed towards North, creating the wind that Berga had to fight through. Right next to the dragon the cold was gone, it was as warm as in the more northern part of the ruins. The eye of the dragon was drifting for a while, as if searching for a thought, bu

As Berga saw it she had two options. Either stay here and try to dig her way out of the ruins into what was probably another collapsed cavern or to go deeper and find another way out. Thinking that there must be another exit, she started going back again towards the center of the cavern. This time she walked a bit faster, as she wasn't looking through every single house on the way to find some hidden treasures. Her life was a bit more important now than a loaf of bread in a week's time. Mentioning bread, Berga found the bread that had fallen out of her bag. Even though just a little fell out,  what did could save her life in the long run. She

How to fit in in a town that does not want you? Berga Enderwerth was confronted with this question every day. She didn't have a lot of money. What she had she made by scavenging the old ruins two days from Devont, the town she lived in. People kept away from the ruins, which they often said were haunted and dangerous. Berga found only the latter to be true: The ruins were old and had the habit of falling appart a bit, but the treasures she found were worth the risk. Now treasure is used as a loose term. Berga mainly found small pots and copper trinkets, nothing that would make someone rich, but surely something that might buy someone some b