As I stand in this dimly lit four-way intersection, my darkvision illuminates the path before me, leading towards the ancient ruins above. The other passages, however, are shrouded in an impenetrable darkness that even my enhanced vision cannot pierce. I can't help but feel a sense of disappointment as I inspect my surroundings to the rear and to the right, only to find nothing of interest.

But wait, what's this? On the ground before me lie the lifeless bodies of four Giant Weasels. How utterly disappointing for them to have met their end in such a mundane fashion. I suppose they didn't stand a chance against my mighty Black Axe and impenetrable Chain Mail Armor. It's almost as if they didn't even put up a fight.

Well, what's done is done. There's nothing left for me to do here but move on. I suppose I shall turn left and continue down the passage, although I can't say I'm particularly thrilled by the prospect. But then again, when has that ever stopped me?