“We’re heading to the Crypt of Alaham to recover the Mace of Guffin. Figured you'd be more in the know, what with being the Vault Keeper and all...” he said. Durham's stomach fell as a few pieces clicked together in his head. “I'm...I'm not the Vault Keeper. That would be Dorham. We get mixed up on occasion. I'm just Durham the guard.” Thud let out a low, smoky whistle. Then he grinned. “Well, looks like you're in for a bit o' adventure then, eh?”
