Altar of Decay

[Daiwa Scarlet]

It is quite narrow until you get into the main chamber, but even then, it is not much wider. A dimly lit altar sits at the back of a small cavern of roots and dirt. Floating red crystals reveal dark stains spreading across the rough stone of the altar, pooling around an ornamental cup and skull bowl. Tapestry with bat designs had been draped over the table, soaking up the liquid. Small stones drop from the ceiling whenever one bumps into the hanging roots or people pass overhead. A sweet scent is in the air, mingling with the musty scent of the dirt.

Everything has been taken away.

[Daiwa Scarlet]

Crawl back out