Accessible from Level 1, the Catacombs, and Level 3
Map[ | ]
Creatures[ | ]
Name | Image | Remarks |
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Undead | Inept Level A.I. | |
Undead
Bailiff |
Inept Level A.I. Equipped with a Chain Shirt and a Bardiche. |
Notable Loot[ | ]
Name | Image | Location |
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Plate Armour Set | Spawns randomly in chests. | |
Leather Armour Set | Spawns randomly in chests. | |
Small Healing Jar | Found under a bed in the hospital ward. | |
Map | Spawns randomly in chests. |
Lore[ | ]
Name | Image | Content | Location | Remarks |
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Parchment | Clearly this was once a place of military activity, but who were they fighting? Were we once at war with these people? It would seem we won. How could such events be completely erased from our histories? Thaven believes that somewhere down here lies the true source of our power. I cannot make sense of any of this, I wish now that I had been less dismissive of Thaven's theories.
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Corlian's Office, in a desk | Likely written by Corlian | |
Parchment | That idiot and his thugs are still sending many down here. I must admit I am impressed by his methods, in some ways he is less a fool than he appears. I must take advantage of this and resume my research while I still can. I've yet to find a place where I w-
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Entrance to Corlian's Office | Likely written by Corlian | |
Parchment | This place begins to intrigue me. Thaven understands more things than I imagined. What if he is right? It would change everything. How could we be so ignorant? If I had more time I believe I would undertake his mission. I wonder what changes he has brought about by now with these discoveries. These are important times, I would live to see them.
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Corlian's Bedroom | Likely written by Corlian | |
Parchment | I'm sitting in a tavern, something I have not done a long time. Alas it is quite empty and all the drink has spoiled long ago.
These people cannot have been so different from us. And yet some things are very strange. There are lamps and even fires that never burn out, I do not understand the source of their power. These walls echo with the souls of the long dead but beneath that I sense something else, like a far reaching presence, it is faint but everywhere, and very strange. Could this be the mythical Guardian? Or even Thaven's Spellgiver? |
Tavern | Likely written by Corlian | |
Old Parchment | A mouldy old scroll that's too damaged to read.
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Planning Room, table and in adjacent office | ||
Old Parchment | I have been informed that the conservers have spies amongst us. Despite our differences I cannot imagine that they're looking to harm us, or even impede our mission here. I cannot in truth see much reason to prevent them from knowing of our progress, I am inclined to just let them get their information rather than waste resources and encourage doubt and suspicion amongst us.
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Bedroom, inside a chest | ||
Parchment | I've been avoiding relations with my subjects as it could become a serious impediment to my work. I did not imagine that I would miss human contact so much. Papin could have carried my legacy but I now treasure his company and friendship more than anything. Even so I deeply regret the loss of a lifetime of imparted knowledge and teachings. If I were to succeed poor Papin would never truly have reaped the benefits of his apprenticeship but he accepted this and was always eager and gratef-
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Corlian's Lab | Likely written by Corlian | |
Parchment | I discovered a truly miraculous substance. It produces a faint light and a pungent odour, when I touched it a wound on my hand I acquired during my cuttings healed rapidly. It was astounding. I have experimented with it but so far it has proven ineffective against my illness. If only I could find more. It was well hidden, obviously it is something of great value. I thought perhaps the lamps contained this substance but I was unable to break one open, when I finally removed one from the wall it gradually lost its light.
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Corlian's Lab | Likely written by Corlian | |
Book | This log is filled with detailed reports of people violating certain rules. Most of these rules are obviously aimed at preventing the entry of intruders. They are strict and elaborate to the point of seeming a product of paranoia. | Courtroom Floor | Possibly written by the original inhabitants | |
The Kingdom Beyond | The Kingdom Beyond by Alisian Dayen.
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Barracks, North-East section, inside a chest | ||
The Guardian of the Underworld | This book explores various myths surrounding the Guardian but does so in what seems like a tendentious manner, casting him in a more positive light than he is commonly viewed in. You suspect it is tied to some cult dedicated to the worship of the Guardian.
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Corlian's Lab | Likely owned by Corlian | |
The Guardian's Wrath | The Earth on which we walk is our mother, she provides for us all that we may need. Our ancestors, in their mad lust for power sought more, they began to dig deep into our Earth, in search of her lifeblood. And so by digging they uncovered the Underworld and its fearsome Guardian. He sent forth terrible demons to drive them out and hunt them down. Before all could be slain, our ancient kin sealed the entrances to the Underworld and swore never to return. Thus we are allowed to live upon this Earth, but ever under the watchful eye of the Guardian.
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Corlian's Lab | Likely owned by Corlian |