Dungeon Relics & Invites

Damian grinned like a maniac as he observed the runic circle, its black and gold hues mesmerizing. He knew relics existed with this one critical function he desperately needed, but getting his hands on one had proven impossible. Nobles rarely disclosed the treasures they hoarded.

Finally, he had a section of a runic circle capable of locking all his important creations, ensuring only he could use them. It was all just a play of ID's and some specific weaves and runes supporting it. 

The week had been lost in a flurry of work. Everyone seemed to be rushing, doing their best to learn and prepare as much as possible before the academy started and they delved into the dungeon.