We are now resting after a hasty retreat from a labyrinth and a very frightening minotaur. We were in a bad way and needed to regroup. I don’t want to go back. It’s horrible in there and I’m so afraid. I find myself focusing on the dagger Actaeon gave me, as well as my staff that Jadus helped me make learn so long ago. I’m surrounded by brave people. I’ll do whatever it takes to protect them. I recalled every healing spell possible and even planned out a few others that I’ve never tried before. I hope it works because I don’t want to lose anyone here. This may be a final resting place for some, but not for any of us.