It could also be called misfortune. I stood at the locked door, my hopes of escape dashed. I turned away and as if waiting for the perfect time, some giant rats broke through a nearby wall. It must have been weak, and they must have been drawn by the noise caused by the fight.
They headed straight for me, so I instinctively grabbed the dead guard’s sword and fought them off. The sword’s hilt was almost ceremonial in appearance and obviously held some significance to the Emperor’s guard. It cut through the rats effortlessly.
I entered the caves that stood on the other side of the wall, which surprisingly showed signs of previous occupancy. There was a well, and strangely the skeleton of a slain hero.
It was not obvious what killed this poor soul, but he had plenty of gear including a shield and bow. Additionally, if there was a person on this side of the wall, that would also mean there is a way out. I was in luck. I grabbed the bow, shield and a few lockpicks that were in the chest and explored the rest of the room.
While I found the exit, I also found the body of a goblin. I’m instantly on my guard, as there’s a strong chance there’s a whole group of goblins living in these catacombs. The door was locked, but the goblin actually had a key on it. My luck continued, even if new dangers were being introduced at the same time.
Through the door I encountered an undead man, one of his arms missing from decay. It came around a corner, arm outstretched expectantly towards me. I stumbled back in surprise before slicing at it with the sword.
As if to confirm my earlier fears, the goblins had placed some human skulls up as decoration. If they’ve killed that many men, they must have set up camp here for a while.
I’m going to have to be very careful from here on, lest my skull be added to the collection.