Maidhc O Casain
Na Bith Mo Riocht Tá!
Houwlou and Aodhán race out of the room and to the North, followed a little more slowly by the rest of the group. The two 'scouts' burst into the next room, finding a largish area with the now familiar irregularly shaped walls. Three spacious tubs dominate this room, with large terracotta braziers placed between them. Narrow vents lead into the ceiling above each brazier, evidently the source of the sand and grit covering the floor.
Warped and decrepit racks stand along the walls, the amphorae they once held now lying on the floor in shattered fragments. Sagging stone shelves hold dozens of small clay jars and bowls, many holding rotted or dusty remnants of ancient pastes or herbs.
A rank stench assaults the sensitive canine nose of the wolf-kin from a strange heap of debris in the room’s northwest corner. Apparently made from broken bits of furniture and hundreds of torn papyrus pages, a narrow hole leads into the center of the pile.
Warped and decrepit racks stand along the walls, the amphorae they once held now lying on the floor in shattered fragments. Sagging stone shelves hold dozens of small clay jars and bowls, many holding rotted or dusty remnants of ancient pastes or herbs.
A rank stench assaults the sensitive canine nose of the wolf-kin from a strange heap of debris in the room’s northwest corner. Apparently made from broken bits of furniture and hundreds of torn papyrus pages, a narrow hole leads into the center of the pile.