[ TT ] Your best character/characters that you created yourself go hunting for your choice of legendary lost treasure .

“ No, I am sure it is the right way, ” Reknor said, his face buried in the map. 
 
 “ You can ’ t even read that! ” Braz-dur shouted back. “ Give me that, ” he said, wrenching the map from the blind man. 
 
 “ Someone is a bit angsty, ” Reknor commented, lifting an eyebrow. Braz-dur glared at him and then turned his gaze to the map. 
 
 “ If you two ladies could stop arguing and inform us which path does not lead to death and pain that would be great, ” Fer said as she leaned on her sword. 
 
 “ I agree with Fer. Time is of the essence, ” Ver-dun added, inspecting the two paths himself in the meantime. 
 
 “ Well since we are all sharing our opinions, what do you think Alune, ” Reknor asked waving at the man that stood silent and waiting. 
 
 “ Don ’ t mock him, ” Judith growled from her position next to Alune. 
 
 “ Don ’ t mock him, ” Reknor mocked. Braz-dur went to hit him upside the head but found nothing save air as Reknor ducked. 
 
 “ Did you think you could catch me off guard? ” Reknor laughed. 
 
 “ No, ” Braz-dur said rolling up the map. “ But I like to try and watch you duck in fear. ” Reknor glared very well for a blind man. 
 
 “ So which way? ” Fer asked. 
 
 “ Left, ” Braz-dur smiled and glared at Reknor. The group began down the trail, eager to be off. They wanted to be at the vault by dark. Fer and Braz-dur were in front, followed closely by Reknor. Ver-dun was in front of Judith and Alune who brought up the rear. They marched along, with only Braz-dur and Fer talking. The rest were lost in their thoughts. 
 
 “ So after we get to the top of this mountain we should find the vault? ” Fer asked. 
 
 “ As far as we know, ” Braz-dur replied. Fer nodded and seemed to grow slightly pale. Braz-dur nudged her. 
 
 “ Hey do n't worry about it. We ’ ll find it in time. We have a week more, and the trip took three days in bad conditions. Worst case scenario we take three days in the vault and get back with an entire day left, ” he reassured her. He tried to reassure her at least, but she was not convinced. 
 
 The sun was just beginning to touch the horizon as the group arrived at the summit. The group stood and marvelled at the giant doors before them, stone and massive. Reknor let out a low whistle. 
 
 “ Wow, that ’ s a door alright, ” Reknor said in a hushed tone. 
 
 “ Thank you for stating the obvious, ” Braz-dur replied in a whisper. 
 
 “ You ’ re welcome. ” 
 
 Fer laughed, dropped her pack, and began to set up camp. Judith, Alune, and Ver-dun helped and Braz-dur began to prepare dinner. Reknor was busy inspecting the door, running his hands over it. 
 
 For dinner the group ate some delicious chicken and bread. A simple meal but with Braz-dur ’ s touch it was divine. After they ate they turned in and slept. Tomorrow was a big day. 
 
 … 
 
 Alune poked the dying fire with a stick while the others slept. He heard the soft murmur of Fer as she whispered in her sleep. It was soothing, chant-like. Alune liked chants. 
 
 *Chant chit chitty chant* 
 
 Alune smiled. His hollow eyes stared at the embers. 
 
 … 
 
 “ Rise and shine ya sleeping beauties! ” Judith screamed. The were many shouts and grumbles in reply but everyone rolled out of their tents to reluctantly come eat breakfast. Reknor was the loudest of the grumblers. 
 
 “ What kind of time is this for a man to be awake, ” he mumbled. 
 
 “ I dunno, depends on what time it is, ” Judith replied giving him some of the bread. 
 
 “ To early, that ’ s what time it is, ” Reknor replied. 
 
 “ Ah, quit your whining, ” Braz-dur said with a mouthful of food. “ We ’ re all tired. ” 
 
 “ Really? ” Fer and Ver-dun nodded. Judith shrugged. 
 
 “ What about you, Alune, ” Reknor asked a grin on his face. 
 
 “ I said do n't make fun of him, ” Judith growled, attempting to stab Reknor with her eyes. 
 
 “ I ’ m just playing, ” Reknor laughed. 
 
 “ Well you can play yourself right off a cliff, ” Braz-dur jumped in. Reknor shrugged and continued eating. Fer barely ate, staring at the door. 
 
 “ Eat, Fer, ” Ver-dun said. “ You will need your strength. ” Fer numbly nodded and took a bite. 
 
 When everyone was done they stood in front of the massive doors, packed and tense. 
 
 “ So how are we going to open this thing? ” Reknor asked. Braz-dur pulled out the map and studied it for a while. A look of confusion covered his face. 
 
 “ It only says ‘ Knock, ’ ” he said looking up. Then he shrugged. He lifted his hand and rapped upon the hard stone three times. The group fell silent. 
 
 Reknor opened his mouth to speak but shut it as a grinding sound filled the air. 
 The doors began to swing in and the group stood there, shocked. 
 With a thundering boom the doors slid to a halt. From behind them popped a ragged, bearded face. 
 
 “ Visitors! ” it screamed. 

