The Original Torture

Overview

The Original Torture is located in a poisoned plain. Regions of The Original Torture are corrupted. A solar eclipse is happening outside. It is occupied by Humans. Sid Steinberg The Inconsistent, a Drow Priestess of Lolth is here. The Humans are battling Sid Steinberg The Inconsistent. He is trying to understand Deccad Mehh.

Artifact

Deccad Mehh

Deccad Mehh is a powerful artifact in the shape of a warm sphere. Water pours from it. It smells like bergamot. When picked up it emits dust.

Locations

the fair larder

The air smells like pecan here.

There is an engraving on a stone written in Humans Script.

A skirt is a cord

deadly and appropriate

gradual and agile

the informal antechamber

The air smells like roasted barley here. The floor is bloodstained. Gray moss is swaying from the ceiling.

There is an engraving on the wall written in common.

I am looting The Original Torture.

Do not try cowering.

the gregarious parlor

The floor is smooth. There are a Gorgon, a Vrock, a Gargoyle, a Flying Sword, and a Magmin here.

the violent wine cellar

The floor is cluttered with ashes.

the traditional labyrinth

There is a trap here. When activated, a pressure plate will ring a bell. The air tastes like cereal here. Gray lichens are sprouting in broken urns. The concrete walls are ruined.

the insufficient foyer

There is a trap here. When activated, a magical proximity detector will ring a bell. There are a Giant Ape, a Gibbering Mouther, and a Worg here. The crystal walls are covered in mold. The air tastes like acerola here.

the loud sitting Room

The air tastes like anise here. Yellow razorgrass is decaying from the ceiling. There is a trap here. When activated, a magical rune will blast flames. There are a Giant Ape and a Fire Elemental here. The wooden walls are ruined.

There is an engraving on the wall written in Humans Script.

You are damned

grand, clear, bloody

visible and secular

stunning, definite, varied

aloof, representative, cute

related, religious, basic

you must never be cursed

the usual atrium

Yellow moss is sprouting in broken urns. The air smells like banana here. There are a Cult Fanatic, a Tribal Warrior, a Commoner, two Druids, a Berserker, a Thug, a Priest, and here. One of the Humans is on watch, the rest are celebrating.