Damd Fadodedaeum is located on a ruined city. Parts of it are corrupted. A massive storm is happening outside. It is occupied by Duergars. Ardis Cowan The Rude, an Assassin is here. The Duergars are the minions of Ardis Cowan The Rude. She is trying to understand The Regional Page.
The Regional Page is a powerful artifact in the shape of a transparent figurine. It smells like coumarinic. It is a medium yellow color. When worn it becomes hot.
White ferns are decaying from the ceiling. The wooden walls are caving in. The air tastes like umami here.
The floor is smooth. There are a Wolf, a Young Silver Dragon, a Young Faerie Dragon, a Merfolk, a Tridrone, a Griffon, and a Giant Weasel here. Blue moss is decaying from the ceiling.
There are a Frog, a Hawk, a Vampire Spawn, a Bulette, and a Shrieker here. The obsidion walls are scratched. Green lichens are decaying in broken urns.
There is an engraving on the ceiling written in Duergars Script.
Poor me! sad we
it is always free
mutual and confident
death is free
The wooden walls are unsettled. The air tastes like pennyroyal here.
There is an engraving on a stone written in Duergars Script.
I am lost in Damd Fadodedaeum.
Maybe try hiding.
Gray ferns are swaying in a patch on the floor. There are a Ghast and a Frost Giant here. The air tastes like roasted almond here. The crystal walls are covered in mold. The floor is bloodstained.
The floor is bloodstained. The glass walls are bloodstained.
Blue lichens are decaying in cracks in the floor. There are an Otyugh, a Ghoul, a Tiger, a Hyena, a Black Bear, a Reef Shark, a Giant Hyena, and a Polar Bear here. The mirrored walls are scratched. The air smells like wax here.
There is an engraving on the ceiling written in Duergars Script.
genetic and philosophical
but never political
yet feminine
reliable, unaware, domestic
A jewel is a terminal
ever middle-class
yet never bureaucratic
you must never be punished
Green moss is sprouting from the walls. There are nine Duergars here. The floor is sticky. The glass walls are scratched. One of the Duergars is pointing a ballista at the entrance.
Blue ferns are swaying in a patch on the floor. There are nine Duergars here. The floor is sticky. The wooden walls are ruined. One of the Duergars is pointing a ballista at the entrance.
The crystal walls are scratched. The air tastes like kumquat here. There are a Mage and a Githyanki Knight here.
The air tastes like carrot seed here. Yellow mushrooms are swaying in broken urns. There are nine Duergars here. The metallic walls are unsettled. The floor is flooded with three inch deep hot water. The Duergars are willing to negotiate.
There is an engraving on a tablet written in Duergars Script.
A trap ahead.
Gray ferns are growing from the walls.
There are nine Duergars here. One of the Duergars is on watch, the rest are feasting.
Green ferns are decaying in cracks in the floor. The air tastes like honeysuckle here.
There is an engraving on a tablet written in common.
Oh the memory of you is inhumane
whole and main
it is never obese
all is main
White lichens are swaying in a patch on the floor. The metallic walls are ruined. The air tastes like currant bud here.