Aemdfulocdaeum Amhaemaaf is located under a poisoned tree. Parts of it are foggy. The ruin is collapsing slowly. It is occupied by Sahuagin. Grant Isbell The Mean, an Ogre is here. The Sahuagin are the minions of Grant Isbell The Mean. He is founding a new religion.
Aebeha Cuddaf looks like a soft rock. It smells like blackberry. When thrown it destroys itself.
The air tastes like violet leaf here. There are a Giant Toad, a Ghoul, and a Deer here. Red razorgrass is swaying in cracks in the floor.
The air tastes like cornmint here.
The mirrored walls are caving in. There are four Sahuagin here. White lichens are sprouting in cracks in the floor. The Sahuagin are willing to negotiate.
Blue lichens are growing in a patch on the floor. The air smells like cereal here.
The stone walls are bloodstained.
The metallic walls are unsettled. There are a Quadrone and an Ogre here.
There is a Will-O’-Wisp here. The wooden walls are bloodstained. The floor is glossy.
There is an engraving on the wall written in Sahuagin Script.
They are lost
representative and ethnic
They are lost
There are a Noble and a Black Dragon Wyrmling here. Red razorgrass is swaying in a patch on the floor. The floor is smooth.
The brick walls are pristine. There is a trap here. When activated, a tripwire will make the walls close in. There are an Axe Beak, an Awakened Tree, and a Giant Goat here. The floor is glossy.
There are four Sahuagin here. The air tastes like lily of the valley here. The floor is glossy. The Sahuagin are caring for babies.
There is an engraving on the floor written in Sahuagin Script.
Oh my! the memory of you is woe
feminine, afraid, slow
generous and public
fate is slow
The crystal walls are bloodstained. The air smells like toast here. There are four Sahuagin here. The floor is sticky. Blue moss is decaying from the ceiling. If the Sahuagin notice the Ruin Dogs, one of them will retreat and alert Grant Isbell.
There is an engraving on a monolith written in common.
I am lost in Aemdfulocdaeum Amhaemaaf.
There are four Sahuagin here. The glass walls are bloodstained. The Sahuagin are meditating.
Green lichens are decaying from the ceiling. There are a Sahuagin, an Azer, a Goat, a Needle Blight, and a Scout here. The metallic walls are ruined.
There is an engraving on the ceiling written in common.
but never personal
yet never objective
large and obscure
tidy and lonely
regular, efficient, graphic
old, loud, confident
close and original
always shallow
but tall
left and logical
but never original
adequate and sick
helpless, provincial, exotic
ever sudden