KETA: Our group has a single tradition.
            
    Before we go into the depths of darkness, we share our praises and hopes for each other as if it was our last adventure.
        
    It's not elven charms or any kind of magic. Just a little warmth before the cold and dampness of the deep tunnels.
            
    Silly of them...  
        
    A forgotten golem gave me a will to live and fight.
    A thief and legionaire in past gave me a will to see the world outside.
            
    Oh, it's time! What should I say to people I love? What if we will lose each other today?