Suma Maelcoefdafi is located in a spikey rift. Some rooms of it are flooded. The ruin is collapsing slowly. It is occupied by Harpies. Nadene Delossantos The Careless, a Lizardfolk Shaman is here. The Harpies are ruled by Nadene Delossantos The Careless. She is trying to use Baecfudmuma Cedaem.
Baecfudmuma Cedaem is a powerful artifact in the shape of a glassy blade. Water incinerates from it. It smells like leather. When gazed upon it glows with an eerie light.
There is a trap here. When activated, a pressure plate will open a large pit in the floor. The mirrored walls are caving in.
The mirrored walls are bloodstained.
The air smells like black currant here.
The floor is glossy. White ferns are decaying in cracks in the floor.
There is an engraving on a tablet written in common.
automatic and integrated
A throat is an item
miserable, discreet, superior
white, incredible, prolonged
yet never elegant
There are three Harpies here. The air tastes like dates here. The crystal walls are ruined. One of the Harpies is on watch, the rest are fighting amongst themselves.
White razorgrass is decaying from the ceiling. There are a Swarm of Rats, a Dust Mephit, a Crab, a Quasit, a Bugbear, and a Flying Sword here.
There is an engraving on the wall written in Harpies Script.
sound and enthusiastic
always commercial
All of us are love
rare, sticky, available
ever familiar
White lichens are sprouting in a patch on the floor. The air smells like filbert here. The concrete walls are caving in. There are three Harpies here. One of the Harpies is working a mechanism that can lock the exits.
There are a Hobgoblin Captain and a Draft Horse here. The floor is glossy. The air tastes like chicken coup here. The brick walls are bloodstained.
There are three Harpies here. The air tastes like tequila here. The concrete walls are scratched. One of the Harpies is on watch, the rest are sleeping.
Gray ferns are swaying from the walls. The floor is flooded with nine inch deep cold water.
There is an engraving on a stone written in Harpies Script.
I am hidden.
Leave at once.
The floor is cluttered with ashes. The air tastes like cedarwood here. The glass walls are unsettled.
There is an engraving on the wall written in Harpies Script.
eager and active
Blue ferns are decaying from the ceiling. The floor is flooded with four inch deep scalding water. There is a Grell here.
The floor is cluttered with ashes. The crystal walls are unsettled. There are a Swarm of Ravens and a Hell Hound here.
There are three Harpies here. If the Harpies notice the Ruin Dogs, one of them will retreat and alert the others.
There is an engraving on a stone written in common.
Poor me! my fate is sadistic
it is always realistic
it is never green
cruelty is clean
The floor is sticky. The air smells like linden flower here. Gray mushrooms are sprouting from the ceiling.
There is an engraving on a stone written in common.
O cruel god
it is always odd
closed and ambitious
hope is vicious