As we pressed through the dark forest of the Beasts’ Den, my eyes darted around, noticing the menacing stares surrounding us, and a few snarls to boot. It was obvious that we or maybe a sir few in our group were not welcome to this place. Oddly enough, however, no matter how upset these beasts seemed to be by our presence, they dared not act on such angst. “They’re not…attacking.” I finally shared my obvious realization aloud. “Why would they?” Roman asked me, passing me a half-second glance before returning to his focus ahead, “Wh-why wouldn’t they?” I retorted. “They tried killing us before,” I tried to cognize why this was the case. “You weren’t with me before,” Roman simply replied to me. Keyvah shifted her head to stare at me and when she saw that I had caught her gaze, she qui