What Dreams Are Made of

When Wolf woke from his vision he drop to the ground and sat with his legs crossed. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He pulled his book and pencil out. and started to write what he saw trying to remember every detail. network of tunnels and strongholds that snakes under Fang connect its Vast area. That gold could be cursed and was a test that could break even the strongest of man. Everyone has a price.

How the old civilization fell from grace crumbling under the weight of its own greed. The voice that Wolf could maybe be the god of fire telling him Fire is the test of gold; adversity, of strong men. The deposits of gold are hidden under the Fang. Wealth waiting to be mined and discovered. Ypogeios' is now home to a strange race of people That came from beyond the desert. A ruthless enemy concerning all. Great Desert of Skulls is that where the next enemy comes from? Wolf asked himself. The voice that echoed in your mind. The Onslaught is coming. Stay away. Is it a warning for me or all people here? Wolf paused thinking then started to write again. If the Duke is after the gold he might get more than Gold. The Duke could attract a strong enemy.
all of this was overwhelming thought, Wolf.

Wolf looked at the others and realized they had seen something too?