With the map he’d recently acquired of Primp, Lagnus had decided that he should have a little explore of the place - he’d always been a curious sort, and it was kind of in his blood to explore and go on a good ol’ adventure when he was in a new area. Plus hey, good exercise! A warrior always had to be fighting fight!
When he’d looked over the map and studied it for a little bit, he couldn’t help but feel drawn to the picture titled ‘Arca Ruins’. Ruins were good to explore because you never knew what had been - or is currently - buried within it’s walls.
Oh, and the possibility of treasure and/or special artifacts, those were also good too.
So off he’d went after preparing, venturing into its heart and having a good look around the place. The walls were definitely aged, and the dust was what you’d expect from old ruins, thick and absolutely everywhere, almost to the point Lagnus had a bit of trouble breathing every now and then due to getting some in his lungs. Always a downside to things, he supposed.
He’d been searching for anything of interest for a while now, and he was almost thinking that maybe this place was actually empty and devoid of anything - but that opinion soon changed when he heard something - or someone - shuffling around, the sounds of ground being walked on echoing due to the enclosed space. Lagnus placed a hand on the hilt of his sword in case he needed to defend himself and called out to make sure,