It is very dark... usual for so late at night. You find yourself tired, so very tired. Suddenly, you know not how, you now stand before a cave entrance... Perhaps a good place to rest? You think to yourself. No creatues of the night will bother you here, lest they live within the cave themselves. Nor will your pursuers find you easily, if you decided to sleep in the dank shadows you can see in the cave.

You are taken from your contemplations upon hearing a voice. Soft, melodic, and unusually resonant, it calls out to you.

"Seek you refuge, dear traveler? Step into my home..."