The Unfortunate Predator is located in a flooded rift. Regions of it are flooded. A windstorm is happening outside. It is occupied by Orc. Morgan Mock The Possessive, a Drow Mage is here. The Orc are battling Morgan Mock The Possessive. He is trying to exploit Lefc.
Lefc is a powerful artifact in the shape of a hard figurine. Psychic energy glows towards it. It smells like rose. When held it emits dust.
The air tastes like red rose here.
The crystal walls are pristine. There are a Giant Octopus, a Galeb Duhr, a Fire Elemental, and an Elk here.
There is a trap here. When activated, a magical proximity detector will extend a spring loaded spear. The brick walls are pristine. There are an Invisible Stalker and a Mind Flayer here.
The floor is smooth. The air tastes like peanut here. The obsidion walls are covered in mold. There are sixteen Orcs here. The Orc are willing to fight to the death.
The air tastes like neroli here.
The floor is cluttered with debris. There are sixteen Orcs here. The Orc are fighting amongst themselves.
The floor is flooded with nine inch deep lukewarm water.
There is an engraving on a stone written in Orc Script.
O meak you
it is never awful
yet never new
death is unlawful
The floor is flooded with one inch deep hot water. The metallic walls are covered in mold.
The brick walls are ruined. Blue ferns are swaying in broken urns. There are a Giant Constrictor Snake and a Drider here. The floor is sticky.
Green moss is decaying in a patch on the floor.
There is an engraving on the wall written in Orc Script.
Dear me! meak soul
it is always whole
yet never persistent
all is distant
The floor is sticky. The obsidion walls are bloodstained. Red ferns are swaying from the walls.
There is an engraving on the ceiling written in common.
A sail is an officer
fast and white
A sail is an officer
There are sixteen Orcs here. The air smells like liver here. There is a trap here. When activated, a pressure plate will launch a fireball. The floor is cluttered with broken glass. The Orc are fighting amongst themselves.
There are a Green Slaad, a Pteranodon, a Swarm of Quippers, and a Needle Blight here. The air tastes like powder here.
There is an engraving on a monolith written in Orc Script.
mature, thin, modern
but random
We are hidden
but good
young and modest
All of us are damned
ever bad
The floor is smooth. Yellow razorgrass is sprouting in broken urns. The stone walls are pristine.
There is an engraving on the ceiling written in Orc Script.
We are cursed
narrow and dead
but persistent
There are a Quasit, a Cyclops, a Giant Bat, a Hell Hound, and an Octopus here. Blue mushrooms are swaying in cracks in the floor.