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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Quickleaf" data-source="post: 5553031" data-attributes="member: 20323">A tenser's floating disc loaded with gold (creeping coins) is half embedded in a wall, along with a strangely preserved hand holding a fragile ritual scroll with the "excavation"/"dig" ritual. Using the ritual to dig out the hand unearths a spellcaster in robes similar to those used by kobold priests. He is held fast by petrified arms reaching from deeper inthe earth. He breathes his final breath, dying with the words "We are betrayed..."A prison cell separate from the rest of the lair with a faint crack which let's in a ray of light only at noon for a few minutes. The walls are covered in obsessive riddles and fevered words ("find the one" & "the dragon knows") - the writing is made of blood combined with crushed lodestone. When metal objects are near the walls they vibrate slightly and the writing slowly blurs and grows disfigured.Old dwarven distillery and cache of barrels filled with turpentine and tallow. Some of the barrels contain dismembered dwarven corpses soaked in turpentine.A shattered mirror of eladrin make for communing with the shadow faerie realms - staring at the mirror long enough reveals the fleeting image of a foggy demonic face. One shard of the mirror is conspicuously missing. Carved pine totems adorn alcoves in the room, depicting phantasmagoric images of dragons, half dragons, draconians, and eladrin copulating.A tremendous bone-carved throne at the head of the green dragon's old audience hall. Careful observation of the spot where supplicants would have come to offer tribute and negotiate cessation of hostilities has a pressure plate. When triggered, a scything blade flies across the floor at about knee high (cutting a supplicant's knees out from under them as it were). The blade is in the stylized image of a dragon's tail and is fashioned from a dragon's talon/tooth.A tangle of stalactites and stalagmites, several shattered as if hit by an ungodly force, obscure sight of a massive chasm until the PCs are ten feet from it. A tattered child's doll lies at the chasm's edge.Opening a massive door, PCs are greeted by falling skeletons (lacking gear) - the other side of door is covered in nail scratches. Following the passage PCs pass ripped clothing and bleached bones. The floor drops slightly and a putrid green gas (chlorine) rolls across it. Immediately their eyes begin to sting and they want to get as far away from gas as possible. There is an old dwarven "sluice gate" which can be used to drop the gas into a lower chamber.Later the PCs explore that lower chamber and find the ceiling riddled with murder holes. The corpses of adventurers lie about this chamber in various poses trying to escape or dying of asphyxiation. One is lying on floor with hand crushed under block trap. Lifting the trap reveals crushed skeletal hand almost touching flawless peridot on a bed of silk - the peridot whispers in draconic audible only to whomever picks it up: "Mine is the imprisonment. Unjustly bound a 100 years. Freedom is all I seek. (and so forth)."</blockquote>

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