Deep below the city's surface, buried amidst the dwarven ruins beneath the ancient aqueducts, the old traveller sleeps in wait. Its strange dreams shaped for unknown eons the land around its peaceful, forgotten chamber as it lays dormant in the hollow earth. Where did the traveller come from? Was its venue a blessing, or a delayed curse? Did fortune forced its coming, or was its trail guided by hidden entities? The most direct way to answer these questions would be to wake it up. The direct way... maybe not the best way!