At least that is what the voices in the deep of my soul say. He will never see the blinding light of day. And if we can’t, well let us just say I will find a way to entomb us all. Soon the Heroes of Red Larch will defeat you. Perfect place to find that fiend with the viper for hair, Marlos. Places where the living have delved too deep and unleashed things that shouldn’t even be. There is a reason I left the Underdark and it is places like this. ![]() ![]() ![]() It leaves its foul residu in our mouths and souls. It is as if every breath we take is some poltergeist that has long lost the will to even frighten. The air seems stale down in this caverness maze.
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