Hear ye! Hear ye! Hear ye!

The cry went out to the warriors and mages of Britiannia, and the cry came from The Dungeon Silence! A foul monster was reported combing it's depths and slaying man or woman that dared to cross it's path! Valiant souls dove into the depths of the layered catacomb daring unseen danger! And only to discover a creature most foul!

It was a large beatle, thick and disgusting, and it tore through mine very own 'mare but in a stroke. Many beat it back and finally did defeat the creature only to discover some sort of fouler entity lurking in the waits.

A elemental beetle rode forth, bringing a wave of carnage in it's path. The beast seemed to spawn assorted spawns of the elemental plain, and with mine own eye I spied even the more nefarious offspring lurking about that dark hole. Ice Elementals, Poison Elementals, Water, Fire, Air, and Blood all alike seemed to spring up! Those whom fought clearly died, for with their failure of success allowed this hellish monster to spring forth from it's dank hole into the ground above.

But fortunately, it's movement upwards into the Britian Graveyard seemed to be it's undoing. The creature's inability to corner it's prey within the walls of Silence left many a soul able to dodge and maintain it's attacks. It was soon cornered within the north eastern portions of the fenced area and beaten to death. I do not mean to brag, but mine soft strings of the harp had a hand in sending the animal after it's own summonings.

To all those who participated at hand, a congradulations are in order. Sure, some of may not have received spoils of war for our sweat and blood, and even I admit to dying atleast thrice, but instead of monetary gain, you all have something much more valuable, fame and glory!

- Thordem Goldmore, Grandmaster Bard