After several hours of walking through the dark wood, and cursing your own curiousity, the trees finally seem to open up a path. Your veary feet take another few steps down on it, ignoring such threatening facts as a rune-covered boulder, and a sign written in an arcane language.
The next step makes you feel as if you stumbeled, but an instant afterwards you regain your balance. To your surprise, you find yourself standing in front of a heavy wooden gate. The massive gate itself seems to be closed, but a door made for letting people in and out of the keep is standing open. Your memories of horrifying tales fight your curiousity as you stand in front of the door. Which one of them will win, is your decision. 
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