The Glad Job


The Glad Job is located under an obsidion rift. Parts of The Glad Job are frozen. The ruin is burning. It is occupied by Drows. Yasmin Fernandez The Unreliable, a Cambion is here. The Drows are battling Yasmin Fernandez The Unreliable. She is trying to discover Huhl.



Huhl looks like a transparent meteorite. It is a sickly green color. It smells like capers. When held it destroys others.


the technical labyrinth

The concrete walls are pristine. The floor is sticky.

the operational tube

The crystal walls are bloodstained.

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

We are maddened

balanced and traditional

We are maddened

the ugly oubliette

The mirrored walls are caving in. The air tastes like barley here. The floor is smooth.

the offensive repository

Green ferns are decaying in a patch on the floor. The air smells like corn chip here. The floor is bloodstained. There are twenty four Drows here. The mirrored walls are bloodstained. The Drows are feasting.

the uniform boudoir

Green mushrooms are swaying in cracks in the floor. The floor is bloodstained. The air tastes like popcorn here.

the rural ossuary

The wooden walls are covered in mold. There is a Githzerai Zerth here. The air tastes like mutton here.

the complex coliseum

The floor is cluttered with bones. Gray moss is decaying in broken urns. The concrete walls are caving in.

There is an engraving on a tablet written in common.

O my fate is inhumane

it is always opposed

but vain

nothing is closed

the uncomfortable temple

The floor is bloodstained. Red razorgrass is growing in a patch on the floor. The air tastes like grapefruit here. The brick walls are ruined.

the viable crematorium

The air smells like cotton candy here. Yellow ferns are growing from the walls. There are a Quipper, a Hook Horror, and a Killer Whale here. The metallic walls are ruined.

the exotic observatory

There are twenty four Drows here. Blue razorgrass is sprouting in cracks in the floor. One of the Drows is on watch, the rest are celebrating.

the large chapel

Blue lichens are swaying from the ceiling. The air tastes like sulfur here.