Endless Dungeon 21: The Forge
Neither the cold brazier at the bottom of the stairs nor the musty smell bode well for what you will find in this dungeon. The
Neither the cold brazier at the bottom of the stairs nor the musty smell bode well for what you will find in this dungeon. The
Blood-stained sands and bleached, rotten bones fill the floor of the desolate arena. Skeletons hang from the cruel, rusted manacles hammered into large pillars jutting
A place of beauty and botanical inquiry—housing plants of unusual size and richness—this building is designed with arched garden windows topped by fanned transoms, like
These shadowed corridors, lit sparingly by the embers in black-iron braziers, harbor discordant secrets. A hum of old magic stirs: the hint of something wild,
Here in the shadow of the bridge, the structure blocks some of the waterfall’s noisy rumble, allowing you to hear the whirl and chuckle of
The coffin seems innocuous enough, until the top of the lid comes into view. Signs of death are etched into the stone, along with a
Blue mist flows from the hollows below the cliff face, pouring down the sheer stone walls like a slow waterfall until it hits a line
The stair down is steep, and as it descends, a sickening smell rises to meet you: sweet incense and rotting corpses, the acrid scent of
The view through the telescope is astonishing. Stars that once looked so uniform from the ground suddenly gain stark individuality. They vary in size, brightness,
Though you’ve never set eyes on it before, this place feels both familiar and abhorrent, like seeing some hated enemy you’d thought long dead. Wind
Golden sunlight, warm and dappled, bleeds through the stained glass and falls across the crystalline floor of the expansive ballroom. The glass depicts myriad figures
A massive wooden door surrounded by high stone walls protects the guild’s campus, red banners decorated with the guild’s emblem hanging from the ramparts. To