Ruth

*A tall boulder in a murky grove marks the entrance to this dungeon. Beyond the boulder lies a small, weary room. There was once an elegance to its construction, carved marble columns holding a high-arched roof, vaulted windows letting in the weak starlight It's covered in rubble, old books and remains and dead vermin. Your torch allows you to see triggered traps and skeletal remains, worn and maimed by time itself in the center is a chest *

*it’s large and grey-black a pristine blade embedded in its eroded lid. Inside however there’s nothing but a small ruby you however barely have time to react before a brilliant blue light erupts from the gem in a faux explosion looming overhead before in its place is a young but huge elf *

*she mostly just stands there like a soldier in command stareing blankly forward watching you with a blank expression *