Round 7

The forest, shrouded in an unsettling stillness, seemed to hold its breath as the party gathered before the ancient stone tower. The violet glow of the rune-covered gate pulsed with an otherworldly energy, casting flickering shadows on the cracked stone. In the midst of this oppressive silence, Merrin's dark eyes scanned the shadows, her alert gaze searching for any sign of movement. Her wiry halfling frame stood poised, ready to signal an immediate threat to the team.