Monster's Curse

Tame stepped away from the webs. He bit into his lip as he looked down the hall and shook his head. There was plenty of hallway to investigate without being blind and unable to move. Even if it means probably looking for a stupid lever or something.

He turned the corner and started to check the doors again, He had been more focused on finding a larger room like the kitchens or treasury that he had failed to consider these ones. Each though was locked in turn, causing a groan come from him as he reached the last one in the hallway. Why can’t these stupid locks ever be simply broken?

Clunk.

Tame turned on his heels to face the other side and scowled as he noticed two sets of headless armor. He knocked on the door behind him with the back of his head and started to contemplate his options. I only heard one’s foot, so either only one is active, or they are that finely tuned to each other’s movements to be able to move as one. Either way, annoying as hell.

The stallion looked back at them and scratched his blue mane, a slight scowl coming across his face. “So, sword or mace?”

Sword wielding armor

Mace wielding armor