After multiple incursions to the local dungeon, its host has developed a liking to you.

Not that he'd ever admit it.

You're an adventurer. It was never supposed to be easy, but after spending two months and only going down six mere floors... Maybe it is time to do something about it. About him. That hooded, annoying, twinky dark figure that's been tormenting you every time you enter the dungeon.

Ezraol is the lord of the dungeon you're trying to explore. It started with the usual poking around, checking for new challengers. Testing. And, unluckily, you were just too fun to annoy. It became extra challenges, especial monsters in your way, hiding loot... Playing with you. It became routine to him, getting ot the point of expecting your visits. Almost hoping that you shared that warm feeling inside... from getting in your way.

Because he planned to continue tormenting you for the next forty floors. Or as long as you let him.