The Alive Transfer is located on an obsidion mountain. Some areas of The Alive Transfer are corrupted. A lunar eclipse is happening outside. It is occupied by Sahuagins. Jolanda Dudley The Impatient, a Cloud Giant is here. The Sahuagins are the slaves of Jolanda Dudley The Impatient. She is trying to recover The Federal Lack.
The Federal Lack looks like a sharp sphere. It is a pale white color. It smells like ham. When worshipped it changes probabilities.
Blue ferns are swaying in cracks in the floor. There are a Gnoll Fang of Yeenoghu, an Ogre, an Owlbear, a Mimic, and a Worg here. The air smells like capers here. The wooden walls are scratched.
There is an engraving on the floor written in Sahuagins Script.
Do not try dying.
The air tastes like fir needle here. There are four Sahuagin Priestesses here. One of the Sahuagins is pointing a ballista at the entrance.
There are a Drow Mage, a Duodrone, and a Rug of Smothering here.
There is a trap here. When activated, a pressure plate will flood the room with water. Green lichens are sprouting from the walls. There are a Zombie, a Triceratops, a Hippogriff, an Ettercap, a Magma Mephit, and a Giant Wasp here. The floor is smooth.
Gray mushrooms are sprouting from the ceiling.
There are four Sahuagin Priestesses here. The floor is flooded with eight inch deep scalding water. The air tastes like sausage here. The Sahuagins are willing to negotiate.
There are four Sahuagin Priestesses here. The wooden walls are caving in. The Sahuagins are willing to negotiate.
There is an engraving on the floor written in Sahuagins Script.
Maybe try digging.
There are four Sahuagin Priestesses here. The metallic walls are unsettled. The Sahuagins are performing a ritual. If not interrupted, Jolanda Dudley will be magically alarmed.
The air smells like huckleberry here.
There is an engraving on a monolith written in common.
A thread is an interface
present and fragrant
but never active
enjoyable and healthy
small and pregnant
organic, grateful, magnetic
you must never be frozen
There are four Sahuagin Priestesses here. The air smells like ocean here. Blue ferns are decaying from the ceiling. The wooden walls are caving in. One of the Sahuagins is on watch, the rest are celebrating.
The floor is sticky.
Yellow razorgrass is growing in a patch on the floor. The mirrored walls are scratched. There is a trap here. When activated, a magical sound detector will open a large pit in the floor.