The Oral Literature is located in a spikey rift. Regions of The Oral Literature are incredibly cold. The ruin is coming to life. It is occupied by Drows. Leigh Girard The Cantankerous, a Cloud Giant is here. The Drows are the slaves of Leigh Girard The Cantankerous. He is trying to destroy Abdhuwibamd.
Abdhuwibamd is a powerful artifact in the shape of a hard meteorite. Gravity pours away from it. When touched it becomes a deadly projectile.
The floor is smooth. There are a Clay Golem, an Owlbear, and a White Dragon Wyrmling here. Blue mushrooms are growing from the ceiling.
The air smells like freesia here. The floor is glossy.
The wooden walls are ruined. The floor is bloodstained. The air tastes like citronella here.
The air smells like cloth here. There are forty Drows here. The mirrored walls are unsettled. Yellow lichens are swaying in cracks in the floor. One of the Drows is on watch, the rest are sleeping.
There is an engraving on a monolith written in Drows Script.
I am lonely.
Hide here.
Yellow razorgrass is decaying in cracks in the floor. The metallic walls are caving in. The floor is bloodstained. The air smells like verbena here.
The wooden walls are bloodstained. The air tastes like pear skin here.
There are forty Drows here. The floor is cluttered with bones. Yellow razorgrass is decaying from the walls. The air smells like potato here. If the Drows notice the Ruin Dogs, one of them will retreat and alert the others.
There is an engraving on a tablet written in common.
Leave now.