Zenphere, just arriving at Jastrey and consulting with Akon, walks towards the mines to look around for a local dwarf to greet. As Zenphere walks closer to the mines, the ring he wears on his neck begins to buzz. -zzzzzzz- It mumbles. When Zenphere enters a smaller cave towards the left of the mines, the ring gets louder. "What in the hell?" -BAM!!!!!- The ring shoots a huge ball of light at the cave entrance. -CRRRASH!- Suddenly, the rocks at the entrance fall and trap Zenphere. "Ahh!!" A heavy rock slams into Zenphere's chest, knocking him down, his chestplate blocking most of the impact. "Ahhg!" Zenphere yells in pain as the chestplate dents, causing some bad bruising. As the crashing stops, Zenphere falls silent. As Zenphere blinks his eyes, he wakes up to darkness. He reaches down and lifts the heavy rock from his painfull chest. He reaches down and feels something wet. He tastes it and it is blood. He then feels for the ring on his neck, but it is gone! He then reaches for his crown and his sword, but they are gone too. He slowly crouches through the musty cave floor looking for his lost items. He finds the crown and places it on his head. Then the sword, and holds it as he does when not using it for battle. Then, finally after 10 minuites of searching, he finds the ring and straps it on his neck again, gritting hi teeth at the pain of having to lift his arms. When the ring touches his chestplate, a sudden light forms. It lift's Zenphere up in the air, and his chestplate suddenly becomes undented, and it becomes white with a red cross and golden trim. The light forms angel wings on his back and the ring sends more light to his wounds and instantly recovers him. The light stops and slowly brings him down. -Drop-. Zenphere gets up, suddenly realizing his problems are not yet over. He feels for any openings in the cave-in. He luckily finds a small loose rock and pushes it out of the way making an opening and some light. Zenphere sticks his face in the hole. "Help! Help!" He cries.
Zenphere rolls and suddenly opens his eyes. It is mid-afternoon, and birds are chirping. He slowly sits up, his head aching harshly as he does so. "Hmmph!" He stands up, sways a bit, and looks around. He fixes his crown t be straight on his head, and notices broken pieces of rock around him. Remembering what happend, he looked for the ring on his neck. It was there, and so was his sword. He walks back to the Tavern to explain what had happend that night.
After 5 hours of darkness, crying for help and hunger, Zenphere finally gives up, seeing that no one will hear him. "Damnit!" He cries and kicks a stone across the cave floor. The small shaft of light from the ole he had been screaming from shined on his ring. The words gleamed. He looked at it. Then he looked at his new chestplate. He quickly ripped the ring from his neck, ignoring the burning pain, and put it on his finger. "Ahhh!!!!!" He yelled, as it stung into is finger. The burning stopped, and he calmed. The ring suddenly glowed white. He held up his hand at the wall. He stood like that for several minuites. It grew silent...... -POW!!!!!!!!!!!!- A bolt of white light shot from his hand and bursted the boulders into dust. He took the ring off and put it on the chain then strapped it on his neck. "Cough cough!" Zenphere cleared his throat from pieces of rock, then waved his hand clearing the dust. As he finally walked out of the dust and into the night filled air, he suddenly fainted from the power he had just released. -Smack- He hit the ground, and the ring suddenly became extremely hot once more.