You stumbled through pillars that have fallen onto decay in the years since the Second World War, when this used to be an ancient Greek kingdom called Epirus. You can still see some of the stonework-partitions and doors set into these pillars. You looked to your right and noticed a man in armor leaning against something that might once have been marble or granite. He gave you an aggressive stare and approached you menacingly.

“Are you looking for someone, mortal?”