Icmuhefimaed Iafacc

Overview

Icmuhefimaed Iafacc is located under a haunted mountain. Some areas of Icmuhefimaed Iafacc are cursed. The ruin is burning. It is occupied by Sprites. Haley Wiley The Conservative, a Druid is here. The Sprites are the soldiers of Haley Wiley The Conservative. She is trying to recover Iaaac.

Artifact

Iaaac

Iaaac is a powerful artifact in the shape of a mushy blade. Fire shifts away from it. When cradled it levitates surrounding objects.

Locations

the artificial minaret

The air smells like baked potato here. The crystal walls are scratched.

There is an engraving on the ceiling written in Sprites Script.

Dear me! life is woe

but never low

plain, intellectual, light

the world is polite

the varied infirmary

Gray mushrooms are sprouting in broken urns. The air smells like tea here.

There is an engraving on a monolith written in common.

Poor me! pitiful you

high and due

yet never formal

all is abnormal

the brown kennel

The floor is sticky.

the noble boudoir

White razorgrass is growing from the ceiling. There are twelve Sprites here. The air smells like roasted hazelnut here. There is a trap here. When activated, a pressure plate will launch an arrow. If the Sprites notice the Ruin Dogs, one of them will retreat and alert Haley Wiley.

There is an engraving on the floor written in common.

I am lost in Icmuhefimaed Iafacc.

Leave at once.

the free repository

There are a Rhinoceros, a Black Bear, a Giant Spider, and a Boar here.

the lost sanctum

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

A cake is a repetition

loud, holy, clear

the graphic greenhouse

There are twelve Sprites here. The air tastes like walnut here. Gray razorgrass is swaying in cracks in the floor. The floor is bloodstained. If the Sprites notice the Ruin Dogs, one of them will retreat and alert the others.

the seasonal closet

The metallic walls are scratched. Green mushrooms are swaying in cracks in the floor.

the dull cloister

The floor is bloodstained. Blue ferns are sprouting from the ceiling.

the crude laboratory

The air smells like gravy here.

There is an engraving on the floor written in common.

O our fate is woe

ever married

it is never slow

cruelty is varied

the complex library

Yellow moss is swaying from the walls. The floor is bloodstained. There are twelve Sprites here. The Sprites are defending this room from intruders.

the broken observatory

The floor is glossy. Green razorgrass is decaying from the ceiling.

the uniform antechamber

Blue lichens are swaying from the walls. The concrete walls are ruined. There are a Bearded Devil, a Warhorse Skeleton, an Orc, a Camel, and a Piercer here.

There is an engraving on the wall written in common.

A is a glove

yet cold

You are cursed

but appropriate

constructive, invisible, low

the common stables

Yellow ferns are swaying in cracks in the floor.

the gregarious library

The floor is glossy. There are a Mud Mephit, a Blink Dog, a Rat, a Duodrone, an Owl, a Scout, and an Ankylosaurus here. The stone walls are ruined. Gray mushrooms are swaying in a patch on the floor.