The Religious Dimension is located under a giant plain. Parts of The Religious Dimension are corrupted. The ruin is burning. It is occupied by Satyrs. Lorrie Morley The Vengeful, a Duergar is here. The Satyrs are the slaves of Lorrie Morley The Vengeful. She is founding a new religion.
The Conservative Black is a powerful artifact in the shape of a sharp gem. It smells like the fresh outdoors. When smelled it destroys others.
Yellow razorgrass is sprouting from the walls. The glass walls are unsettled.
There is an engraving on the floor written in common.
An island is a bread
spontaneous and modern
yet never racial
lonely and modest
yet never perfect
There is a trap here. When activated, a tripwire will ring a bell. The floor is cluttered with bones. There are four Satyrs here. The Satyrs are defending this room from intruders.
The air smells like hyssop here. The metallic walls are ruined.
There is an engraving on a tablet written in common.
I thought about leaving.
The concrete walls are covered in mold. Blue ferns are decaying from the ceiling. The air smells like lemon here.
There is an engraving on the wall written in common.
I am lost in The Religious Dimension.
There are four Satyrs here. Green moss is sprouting in a patch on the floor. The stone walls are pristine. The floor is glossy. The Satyrs are performing a ritual. If not interrupted, a powerful monster will be summoned.
Blue ferns are swaying in a patch on the floor. There are a Poltergeist, a Giant Crab, a Baboon, and a Giant Goat here. The floor is smooth.
The air smells like beef here. There are four Satyrs here. The Satyrs are berserk with rage.
The floor is glossy. The concrete walls are unsettled. Red moss is swaying in a patch on the floor.
The floor is flooded with four inch deep cool water. The air tastes like hyacinth here.
The floor is smooth. The concrete walls are scratched.
There is an engraving on a tablet written in Satyrs Script.
I am lost in The Religious Dimension.
I thought about cowering.
There are a Ghoul, a Black Bear, and an Ogre Zombie here. The air smells like roast beef here.
There is an engraving on the ceiling written in Satyrs Script.
Oh my! sad soul
ever whole
academic and ample
the world is whole
Yellow razorgrass is decaying in cracks in the floor. The air smells like sarsaparilla here. The floor is flooded with six inch deep cold water. The stone walls are bloodstained.
The air smells like pear skin here. There is a trap here. When activated, a pressure plate will fire a scything blade. The floor is sticky.