Uggamlaf Huul

Overview

Uggamlaf Huul is located under a crystal plain. Some areas of Uggamlaf Huul are foggy. A solar eclipse is happening outside. It is occupied by Sprites. Lessie English The Secretive, a Gladiator is here. The Sprites are the minions of Lessie English The Secretive. She is trying to discover The Outer Note.

Artifact

The Outer Note

The Outer Note looks like a transparent sphere. When held it ignites its surrroundings.

Locations

the monstrous guard post

The floor is smooth. The air smells like hyacinth here. The wooden walls are covered in mold.

the inappropriate sunroom

Gray moss is sprouting in a patch on the floor.

the insufficient chapel

There are sixteen Sprites here. The obsidion walls are caving in. The floor is smooth. The Sprites are caring for babies.

the proportional studio

Green mushrooms are sprouting in a patch on the floor. The air tastes like lychee here. The floor is sticky.

the interesting atrium

The stone walls are bloodstained. Blue lichens are swaying in broken urns.

There is an engraving on a tablet written in common.

I am defending this place.

I tried hiding.

the green oubliette

Gray ferns are swaying in a patch on the floor. The obsidion walls are bloodstained. There are sixteen Sprites here. The Sprites are willing to fight to the death.

the irrelevant stairwell

The metallic walls are covered in mold. There are a Rug of Smothering and a Hell Hound here. The air tastes like black currant here. White ferns are decaying from the walls.

the realistic conservatory

The air smells like beef here. The glass walls are ruined. The floor is cluttered with rocks. Red lichens are sprouting in a patch on the floor.

There is an engraving on the floor written in common.

The Outer Note

social, unpleasant, feminine

closed and minimum

ever tight

always smart

A circle is a colony

expensive, illegal, stunning

yet internal

applied and stubborn

you are captured

the voluntary tomb

The floor is sticky. Green ferns are growing in a patch on the floor. The obsidion walls are unsettled. The air tastes like foliage here.

the glad foundry

The air tastes like vetiver here. Blue moss is sprouting in cracks in the floor.

the modest bedroom

The air tastes like salt here. The mirrored walls are ruined. There are sixteen Sprites here. One of the Sprites is on watch, the rest are celebrating.

the liquid foundry

There are sixteen Sprites here. The Sprites are willing to negotiate.

There is an engraving on a tablet written in Sprites Script.

O! the memory of you is sadistic

it is never late

technical and artistic

everything is great

the stupid depository

Gray razorgrass is growing in a patch on the floor. The floor is flooded with four inch deep cold water. The metallic walls are pristine.