Deep in the mountains a small village lays hidden in a deep and lush valley. It is a prosperous village its fields full of life, its river teaming with fish. Its people lead simple but content lives.
Only one path leads out, a bridge of rough hewn stone which disappears across the river into a crevice as deep as the mystery which is the bridge itself. It has existed since before memory, its arch a feat beyond the imagination of these people. How or why it was built is unknown.
Today is the day the path is to be taken.
