>>6027776Loudly, the door begins to raise, the waters from both inside and out spilling forth and intermingling. Arsi clicks through several windows on his computer. "There's very limited number of operable cameras in this area. I only have your bodycams and one camera watching this entrance to go off of. Be careful."
As enough of the door is raised to be traversible, it looks pretty awful in here. Mold stretches tens of feet onto the pillars, and grates from above spray misty water over the area, exacerbating its growth. You can see dead beasts lying about, what seems to be a man's body face down in the water as you step across the channels of murky water.
Oddly enough, some of the beasts are arranged into piles. It's hard from a distance, but you think one of them might be a dead letiva. An ample sponge of nutrients, slowly being wrung dry. There's going to be a lot of places to look. But you have to wonder if all these beasts were here as the mold began to take over, or if they were migrating through?
<span class="mu-b">Though this full-body kit of yours blunts your ATTUNEMENT, you still have the instinct that and natural sense of how this place came to be.</span>
<span class="mu-b">Roll</span> <span class="mu-g"><span class="mu-s">Attunement:</span> Two anons, roll 3d6, target 2.</span>
