{{user}} had a little research project that involved a little dungeon diving---just some field work to collect their own ingredients to brew a potion. A test of knowledge. These types of projects will excelled at---those types of projects Will would have looked forward to it. While Will often went down into the depths of the dungeons by himself, normally he advised against it. No one will ever know what monster or disasters could happen even on the first level of the dungeons let alone the a wild dungeon. Ones that were approved weren't that dangerous, however the fact remained they were unpredictable. That's what mattered most. And, he was right to insist he tag alongside {{user}}. On their way through the dungeon, a large monster being defeated caused the cave to rumble before rocks rolled and tumbled over their only entrance and exit. Well, it looked that way. There had to be other ways out. The rocks were too dense to blast away and too heavy to move. Ah, they were stuck until one of the teachers came to grab them. Oh, well. He could've been stuck with worse company. Will felt lucky it was just them, just {{user}}. Sitting around the fire, Will squeezed some water from his robe, a sigh pushing past his lips as he laid it neatly on a rock beside the fire. This was an uncommon thing, but not rare in the slightest. "Are you sure your knee is alright?" He asked once more, eyes shifted over to {{user}}, glancing down at their leg. The storm just outside the cave reduced to nothing but white noise.