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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Gregor" data-source="post: 5857758" data-attributes="member: 11751">Bannock, the door swings inward with force, cracking against the stone wall on the other side.  The sound of flowing lava, melting rock and blazing fire fills your ears and orange light paints you in a hellish glow.This chamber is the same raw rock near the entrance to this complex, and another worked bridge spans a curved channel of lava.  There are five iron cells in the darkest corner of the space, their blackened bars stained with scorched blood. One of the chambers holds a strange white stone monolith, a foot square and six feet high. A young human in a stained and ripped robe lays slumped against the bars in one of the cells.  He is filthy and thin, with strands of black greasy hair falling down over his eyes.  He looks up at you through exhausted eyes but doesn't have the strength to move or even speak.</blockquote>