Your footsteps crunch slightly on the skulk beneath your boots, a torch held tightly in your hand.

You didn't know much about the deep dark. All you knew was that the Ancient City was somewhere around, and that the warden lived there alone.

You knew hardly anything about the tale and past of that city, but knew there was lots of treasure and useful artifacts, and that no mobs lived there.

You were oblivious to what the warden was like, or that you had set off skulk sensors dozens of times.