[H3]Nathaniel Harvard[/h3]

Nathaniel hesitated before deciding to retreat to the surface. He had no weapons, but perhaps there was a bit of land that was safe up there. He adored his tunnels- since they were safe when he was armed, but he wasn't safe riht now. He turned and ran for an exit, using his weak magic to keep the creature back. He surfaced and the creature stopped trailing him.

Nathaniel looked around and spotted a distant tower. If he moved quickly, he might reach it before nightfall. He began his travels, sometimes being forced to use his magic when an Infected got too close. He hadn't surfaced in so long. He reached the outskirtz of the tower's base- wary in case some idiot had taken up camp in the tower.