The Vacant Hedge is located on a haunted mountain. Regions of it are corrupted. The ruin is coming to life. It is occupied by Myconids. Robbie Lea The Impolite, a Frost Giant is here. The Myconids have been charmed by Robbie Lea The Impolite. He is founding a new religion.
Coaeca looks like a warm sphere. It smells like sassafrass. It is a bright gray color. Psychic energy flows towards it. When touched it destroys itself.
The floor is smooth. There are a Dryad, a Noble, a Jackalwere, a White Dragon Wyrmling, an Acolyte, a Giant Hyena, and a Knight here. Yellow mushrooms are swaying from the ceiling. The wooden walls are covered in mold.
There is an engraving on the floor written in common.
I was injured in this place.
Blue ferns are decaying in cracks in the floor. The concrete walls are bloodstained. There are a Giant Wolf Spider, a Peryton, a Shadow Demon, and a Goblin Boss here.
There is an engraving on a monolith written in Myconids Script.
Leave now.
The air smells like sand here. The mirrored walls are bloodstained. The floor is glossy.
There are a Water Elemental and a Green Dragon Wyrmling here.
The air tastes like tobacco here. White ferns are swaying in cracks in the floor. The floor is cluttered with debris. There are three Myconid Sovereigns and three Myconid Adults here. The metallic walls are unsettled. The Myconids are willing to negotiate.
There are an Axe Beak, a Bronze Dragon Wyrmling, a Kobold, and a Water Elemental here. The stone walls are ruined. White razorgrass is sprouting from the walls. The floor is bloodstained.
The air smells like turni here. There are three Myconid Sovereigns and five Myconid Adults here. One of the Myconids is on watch, the rest are meditating.
White razorgrass is growing from the ceiling. The air smells like pistachio here. The floor is sticky. There are three Myconid Sovereigns and three Myconid Adults here. The Myconids are performing a ritual. If not interrupted, the ruin dogs will be weakened.
Blue lichens are growing in cracks in the floor.
There is an engraving on the ceiling written in Myconids Script.
O! the world is poor
physical, medieval, pure
it is always old
fate is cold
The floor is sticky.