The Unemployed Relief is located on a haunted mountain. Some areas of The Unemployed Relief are inaccessible. A windstorm is happening outside. It is occupied by Satyrs. Thurman Pogue The Finicky, a Bearded Devil is here. The Satyrs are the slaves of Thurman Pogue The Finicky. He is founding a new religion.
Hfaadaemh Dfulocdaeum looks like an opaque blade. Light pours away from it. When gazed upon it illuminates its surroundings.
There are four Satyrs here. The obsidion walls are bloodstained. The air smells like wine here. The floor is smooth. White ferns are sprouting in cracks in the floor. The Satyrs are berserk with rage.
The air smells like cooked apple here. There are four Satyrs here. The glass walls are scratched. White lichens are sprouting in cracks in the floor. The Satyrs are berserk with rage.
There is an engraving on a stone written in Satyrs Script.
You are free
yet critical
you will be frozen
The air tastes like rancid butter here. The floor is flooded with nine inch deep lukewarm water. The crystal walls are covered in mold.
The floor is cluttered with debris. The wooden walls are scratched. There is a trap here. When activated, a tripwire will launch a ceiling pendulum.
There are four Satyrs here. The Satyrs are meditating.
The air tastes like medicine here. White moss is sprouting in a patch on the floor.
The wooden walls are covered in mold.
The glass walls are covered in mold. The floor is flooded with five inch deep cold water. Yellow razorgrass is swaying from the ceiling. The air smells like chicken here.
Gray ferns are swaying in a patch on the floor. The glass walls are ruined. There are four Satyrs here. The air tastes like old wood here. The Satyrs are performing a ritual. If not interrupted, Thurman Pogue will be magically alarmed.
There is an engraving on a monolith written in common.
Do not try running.
Blue lichens are swaying in broken urns. There is a trap here. When activated, a pressure plate will launch a fusillade of darts. The air tastes like citronella here. There are four Satyrs here. The Satyrs are defending this room from intruders.
Gray lichens are growing from the ceiling. There are four Satyrs here. The Satyrs are performing a ritual. If not interrupted, a powerful monster will be summoned.
There is an engraving on a monolith written in Satyrs Script.
O! sad you
it is always due
reckless and persistent
everything is distant
There is a Green Dragon Wyrmling here. The obsidion walls are ruined. The air smells like leek here. Yellow lichens are growing in cracks in the floor.