The Imperial Racism is located under an obsidion tree. Parts of it are unbearably hot. A solar eclipse is happening outside. It is occupied by Satyrs. Hilma Swisher The Possessive, a Fire Giant is here. The Satyrs are battling Hilma Swisher The Possessive. She is founding a new religion.
The Sexual Meaning looks like a soft orb. It smells like red currant. When rubbed it sings the hymn of the damned.
The air smells like fruit here. The floor is glossy. The wooden walls are pristine.
Yellow lichens are sprouting in cracks in the floor. The floor is cluttered with ashes. The air smells like logenberry here.
The brick walls are bloodstained. The air tastes like peanut here. There are twenty Satyrs here. If the Satyrs notice the Ruin Dogs, one of them will retreat and alert Hilma Swisher.
The brick walls are pristine. Gray razorgrass is sprouting in cracks in the floor.
There are a Giant Ape, an Ape, a Gnoll Pack Lord, a Githzerai Monk, and a Deer here. The obsidion walls are covered in mold. The floor is smooth.
The floor is bloodstained. The glass walls are scratched. There is a Guardian Naga here.
The obsidion walls are unsettled.
There is an engraving on a stone written in Satyrs Script.
Oh meak you
exclusive, light, new
but trivial
hope is true
White ferns are decaying in a patch on the floor. There are a Young Brass Dragon and an Air Elemental here.
The floor is bloodstained. The mirrored walls are ruined. Blue lichens are sprouting from the walls.
There is an engraving on the ceiling written in common.
I lost The Sexual Meaning.
Yellow mushrooms are sprouting in broken urns. The floor is cluttered with ashes.