The Strong Act is constructed on a broken city. Regions of it are flooded. The ruin is collapsing slowly. It is occupied by Deep Gnomes. Paola Baskin The Truculent, a Frost Giant is here. The Deep Gnomes have been charmed by Paola Baskin The Truculent. She is founding a new religion.
The Cool Pass looks like a cold cube. It is a bright gray color. It smells like grease. Light shifts away from it. When picked up it sings the hymn of the damned.
Green mushrooms are sprouting in cracks in the floor. There are fourteen Deep Gnomes here. The air tastes like cream here. The glass walls are scratched. The Deep Gnomes are berserk with rage.
There are a Cultist, a Poltergeist, a Giant Hyena, a Giant Weasel, and an Incubus here. The floor is cluttered with broken glass. Gray moss is sprouting in a patch on the floor.
There are fourteen Deep Gnomes here. One of the Deep Gnomes is pointing a ballista at the entrance.
The air tastes like caraway here. The crystal walls are ruined.
There are fourteen Deep Gnomes here. The wooden walls are pristine. Red lichens are swaying in broken urns. One of the Deep Gnomes is pointing a ballista at the entrance.
Yellow ferns are growing in cracks in the floor. The floor is sticky.
Red razorgrass is growing in broken urns. There are fourteen Deep Gnomes here. One of the Deep Gnomes is on watch, the rest are meditating.
The floor is glossy. Green mushrooms are decaying in a patch on the floor.
There is an engraving on the floor written in common.
Maybe try leaving.
The floor is sticky. Green lichens are sprouting from the walls. There are a Blink Dog, a Zombie, a Peryton, a Giant Goat, a Red Slaad, and a Flying Snake here. The air smells like pineapple here. The wooden walls are unsettled.
The floor is flooded with three inch deep lukewarm water. The air tastes like privet here. The metallic walls are pristine. Red ferns are decaying from the walls.
There is an engraving on the floor written in Deep Gnomes Script.
Run away.
The floor is sticky. Gray ferns are swaying from the ceiling. The mirrored walls are unsettled.
There is an engraving on a monolith written in Deep Gnomes Script.
Dear me! terrible soul
yet never whole
it is never automatic
life is whole
The floor is glossy. The wooden walls are covered in mold. The air smells like clary sage here.
There is an engraving on the floor written in Deep Gnomes Script.
A trap ahead.