Monster's Curse

Tame reached up and grabbed the base of the brazier on the wall and turned it. The metal must have been insulated so as not to burn his palm, but this didn’t make turning it easy. However, a bit more effort and the grating of stone rang deep in his ears. He simply grit his teeth and continued, despite the annoyance.

The heat beat on his face as he grunted in exertion. The metal squealed in protest and only then did it occur to him that perhaps there wasn’t a secret passage. He shook the thought away, deciding an old castle like this must have something.

It was only when the brazier came crashing down that he was proven wrong. With a hand over his face and a groan from his throat, Tame had to decide what to actually do.

Run down into the darkness of the corridor ahead

Jump into the shoot.

Go hunting for a monster. (under construction)