Iducc Dfudafdwi

Overview

Iducc Dfudafdwi is constructed on a spikey rift. Some areas of Iducc Dfudafdwi are flooded. The ruin is sinking into the earth. It is occupied by Demons. Paul Mooney The Bitchy, a Kuo-Toa Monitor is here. The Demons are the soldiers of Paul Mooney The Bitchy. He is founding a new religion.

Artifact

The False Expenditure

The False Expenditure has the form of a transparent spear. Power pours around it. It smells like sesame. It is a bright yellow color. When carried it dissappears.

Locations

the grand bedchamber

White ferns are decaying from the walls. The air tastes like cumin here. The floor is glossy. The obsidion walls are bloodstained.

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

Oh sad god

but odd

cheap and secure

hope is pure

the civic library

The air smells like fir needle here. Blue ferns are growing in cracks in the floor.

There is an engraving on a tablet written in common.

I am powerful.

the original larder

Green razorgrass is growing in a patch on the floor. There are two Imp here. The air tastes like camphoreous here. The Demons are feasting.

the vulnerable antechamber

The floor is glossy.

the continental sanctum

Blue lichens are decaying in cracks in the floor. The air tastes like resin here.

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

Go away.

the voluntary studio

The floor is sticky. There are a Tiger and a Scarecrow here. The obsidion walls are scratched.

the adequate crypt

The crystal walls are bloodstained. The air tastes like dry durian here.

the cold observatory

The glass walls are covered in mold. The floor is glossy.

There is an engraving on a tablet written in common.

I am worshipping Iducc Dfudafdwi.

the civilian cloakroom

The stone walls are scratched. There are an Imp and a Spined Devil here. The air smells like hay here. Gray lichens are decaying from the walls. The Demons are performing a ritual. If not interrupted, the Demons will become more powerful.

There is an engraving on a stone written in common.

I am free.

I thought about giving up.

the old coliseum

There are two Imp here. The floor is sticky. Gray razorgrass is sprouting from the walls. The glass walls are unsettled. The air smells like vinegar here. The Demons are performing a ritual. If not interrupted, the ruin dogs will be weakened.

the municipal shrine

The air tastes like origanum here. The floor is bloodstained. There is a Saber-Toothed Tiger here.

There is an engraving on the floor written in common.

Dear me! dire you

restless, awkward, new

skilled and precise

nothing is nice

the original nursery

Blue mushrooms are swaying from the walls. The air smells like tomato here. There are a Hawk, a Myconid Sovereign, and a Giant Bat here.