Diablo 3 (Tale 3 of 4) Part 1

The campfire dimly lit the surrounding area of the woods where I was staying the night. I had just run away from my tribe for attacking the great mage. I am set on learning all forms of magic, those accepted by the other wizards and those that are not. I woke up early and set off to an underground cave that was said to have books and manuscripts on ancient magical knowledge. As I took my first few steps into the cave I heard a noise a short ways off. I started down the main passage slowly and warily, making sure to keep my light high and my back to the wall. I came to a small side passage where I heard the noise coming from with more clarity. I started down the narrow corridor and found myself in the middle of a larger cavern. As soon as I entered I knew it was a mistake to come here, I doused the torch that I carried and tried to get back into the small tunnel I had just come from. The reason for this hurried attempt to escape came from the hundreds of disfigured creatures that stood in the center of the cavern; silently staring at the opening I had just come from.