Memories of Ashoken

The beauty of the game was that the players had to face down themselves as they advanced through the stages toward the center. Chadstone set the spells, but he didn’t choose what they saw - the spells were powered fully by the minds of the players. He hadn’t expected this, hadn’t known Dakshana as anything other than that single ray of light, brilliant from his place in the shadows. That her worst memory was of her parents’ death was unsurprising - Chadstone had seen many horrible memories in his time. What was surprising was the mortal man - Ashoken. Chadstone remembered him too.