Up ahead, the trees began to thin out, and Silas could see a lantern post shining in the distance. Finally, he thought. The trek through the not-misnamed Labyrinth Forest had been arduous, to say the least. And not just for the "labyrinth" part. Silas was certain he had never seen a place more populated with bloodthirsty wildlife in all his travels. Not to mention the supernatural threats that lurked any where humanity's touch had not. Irksome forest trolls had tried to steal his compass more than once, only to get blasted in the face with a quick fire spell.
As he neared the lantern, he noticed it swung in front of a roadside inn, just on the outskirts of a small town. Nightfall had come hours ago, and he should have made it to that inn much earlier. He hadn't accounted on just how much the Labyrinth Forest would try to confuse his sense of direction. If he didn't check his compass every few minutes, he would be lost. On top of that, the forest seemed to encourage him into thin