Bye Bye Roger, and Lurking Horror?

Rael took a few glances around before narrowing his eyes at Roger.

"Is that right...? So, from the amount of time you spent in this place, you haven't learned anything?" Rael asked skeptically.

If he was forced to stay in a spa for a week, he'd probably learn their shampoo recipe.

So there was no way this old man didn't know shit even after spending decades in here.

"Hmm... yes, you're right..." Roger trailed off, coughing a few times. "There are a few rules, I guess."

"Rules? Okay, we're getting somewhere now." Rael nodded with satisfaction. "So what are they?"

Roger held his chin, trying to remember. "Don't stare at the sky for too long? I think that's one of them. There are two other interesting ones I remember... Don't accept quests from the Abyss, and don't follow voices you don't recognize."