Dmuduhfedm is located under a volcanic rift. Parts of Dmuduhfedm are flooded. The ruin is coming to life. It is occupied by Orc. Melina Mccormack The Interfering, a Bandit Captain is here. The Orc are ruled by Melina Mccormack The Interfering. She is founding a new religion.


Aemdamdaeum Bemogecdofaf

Aemdamdaeum Bemogecdofaf is a powerful artifact in the shape of a warm gem. It is a dark yellow color. It smells like plastic. Power slides near it. When thrown it burns the mind.


the fragrant pantry

The air tastes like pomegranate here. There is a Mummy here. The floor is cluttered with rocks.

the glorious study

There are a Blink Dog, a Swarm of Ravens, a Warhorse Skeleton, a Mimic, a Kuo-Toa, a Pixie, a Sea Horse, a Goat, an Orc, a Scorpion, and a Swarm of Insects here. Green ferns are decaying in broken urns. The floor is glossy.

There is an engraving on a tablet written in Orc Script.

A house is a drawing

yet tender

A skin is a wind

historical, religious, steep

rural, oral, skilled

objective, dangerous, innocent

the formal garden

The stone walls are pristine.

the bare latrines

Gray ferns are growing in cracks in the floor.

the unlikely atrium

The air tastes like menthol here. The floor is smooth. The brick walls are ruined.

the large well

The air smells like hazelnut here.

There is an engraving on a tablet written in common.

I tried leaving.

the grand infirmary

There are a Lion, a Bugbear Chief, a Young Faerie Dragon, a Scorpion, and a Magmin here.

the mild infirmary

The stone walls are bloodstained. The air tastes like pork here. The floor is glossy.

There is an engraving on the floor written in common.

A frame is a ghost

ambiguous, dynamic, whole

the square observatory

There is a trap here. When activated, a tripwire will launch a ceiling pendulum. The air smells like eggs here. Blue razorgrass is sprouting from the ceiling. There are six Orcs here. If the Orc notice the Ruin Dogs, one of them will retreat and alert the others.

There is an engraving on a monolith written in Orc Script.

O dire fate

yet never great

it is always shy

everything is dry

the orthodox refectory