Adventurers from across Altius have long dared the legendary dungeon known as "Keruxaphylax."
Arguably the most deadly entrance to "The Hollows," Keruxaphylax is home to many dangerous monsters and challenges, with each layer of its depths more arduous than the last. Heroes who aspire to greatness may find within untold riches, magical wonders, and ancient powers.
However, this place is not for the faint of heart. For once they enter, no one leaves Keruxaphylax without paying its toll...
You enter the great dungeon with a healthy hint of trepidation. Everyone knows that any entrance to "The Hollows" is fraught with danger, but among all openings to that yawning abyss, this particular chasm is known for its deadliness. It's simply fact that adventurers of all levels look upon Keruxaphylax with a mixture of awe and anxiety.
Clearly, at the very entrance to the great dungeon, a battle has long since been fought. Skeletons lie in the desert sand, their weapons rusting and forgotten.
Skeletons: HP (25% of party Avg. each), Attack (same as party), Initiative (same as party), Defense (same as party)
As you cautiously venture deeper into the treacherous depths of Keruxaphylax, the air grows heavy with an eerie stillness, and the walls seem to whisper ancient warnings.
This second room also reveals a branching choice of pathways.
Shadows dance ominously across the walls, casting an unsettling pallor over the room. The air is thick with a sense of foreboding, as if the spirits of the fallen are watching, waiting to exact their toll upon any who dare disturb their eternal slumber.
As you press forward into the treacherous depths of Keruxaphylax, you come upon a chamber bathed in an eerie glow. The air is heavy with anticipation as eyes fall upon a collection of unknown oaken chests, each emanating an aura of potential danger.
The room is silent, save for the faint creaking of the chests' ancient hinges, apparently moving ever so slightly.
Your hearts quicken with the prospect of untold riches and powerful artifacts, yet you know all too well the price that may be paid within this cursed dungeon.
Mimic: HP (50% of party Avg.), Attack (same as party), Initiative (same as party), Defense (150% of party Avg.)
You find yourself in a room shrouded in darkness - no light from other reaches of the dungeon reach this space.
The air is heavy with a sense of foreboding, and the sand beneath your feet seems to shift uneasily. Suddenly, a monstrous hand bursts forth from the ground, its colossal size sending tremors through your body. The hand, covered in jagged, hardened scales, reveals a gaping mouth filled with razor-sharp teeth. It lunges towards you, hungering for flesh.
The room echoes with the bone-chilling sound of its growls, a haunting reminder that in this accursed place, survival is a constant battle against the horrors that dwell within.
The Gaping Hand: HP (100% of party Avg.), Attack (150% of the party Avg.), Initiative (same as party), Defense (same as party)
Your eyes are drawn to a towering statue of a divine jackal which stands proudly at the center of the room, its stone form exuding an aura of ancient power.
The intricate carvings depict the jackal with eyes that seem to follow your every move, as if it holds the secrets of the universe.
The room is filled with an otherworldly hush, broken only by the faint whispers of forgotten prayers. You can't help but feel a mix of reverence and trepidation, knowing that this divine presence holds both blessings and curses for those who dare to seek its favor in the depths of Keruxaphylax.
A massive fissure, like a gaping maw, stretches across the floor, its depths shrouded in darkness. The room is otherwise filled with an eerie silence, broken only by the distant echoes of unknown creatures lurking below. The cool breeze that emanates from the fissure carries a foreboding chill, hinting at the treacherous depths that lie beneath.
Peering into the abyss, you catch glimpses of flickering torchlight and hear the faint echoes of distant battles. Might those be the indications of another adventuring group, perhaps?
The decision to descend into the unknown is yours, but remember, the lower levels of Keruxaphylax hold even greater perils awaiting brave adventurers like yourself.
Emerging from the shifting sands is what appears to be a demonic talon, its crimson hue pulsating with an unholy energy.
The air crackles with malevolence, and a sense of dread fills the room. The wickedly sharp claw drips with a toxic ichor, and its presence exudes a palpable aura of darkness. You can almost hear the whispers of ancient incantations and feel the weight of demonic power.
This room is a testament to the sinister forces that dwell within Keruxaphylax, a reminder that true bravery is tested in the face of such abominations.
The room is dominated by a colossal hand. The hand, imbued with obvious dark energy, begins to twitch upon your entrance.
Its fingers curl into a fist and the air becomes heavy with an aura of death. The sound of rattling bones fills the room as skeletons rise from the desert sand, their weapons rusted and broken.
Skeletons: HP (25% of party Avg. each), Attack (same as party), Initiative (same as party), Defense (same as party)
The Colossal Hand: HP (200% of party Avg.), Attack (50% of the party Avg.), Initiative (50% of the party Avg.), Defense (same as party)
Finally, you are greeted by a sight that defies the darkness around you.
Lush, vibrant plants of unknown origin fill the room, their leaves shimmering with an ethereal glow. The air is infused with a sweet, intoxicating fragrance, and a gentle breeze carries whispers of healing and rejuvenation.
These mysterious plants clearly hold untold power. As you approach, you feel a surge of energy coursing through your veins, a reminder that even in the depths of Keruxaphylax, hope and renewal can still be found amidst the trials that lie ahead.
As you cautiously step into the room, you are met with an eerie sight. Two pathways, seemingly empty, branch apart in this chamber. The room is shrouded in an unsettling stillness, and a sense of unease washes over you.
The hollows, carved from ancient stone, bear markings at the far end of the pathways that glow in the darkness. Something tells you there is more here than meets the eye.
Will you dare to peer more closely at the markings, risking the unknown? Or will you heed the warnings your unsettling feelings give you, and pass by?
Your eyes are drawn to a small fissure that cuts through the floor, its depths shrouded in darkness. The air is heavy with the scent of damp earth, which is a surprise in this desert-like dungeon.
The room is filled along the edge with large boulders, their rough surfaces gleaming in the dim light of your (torches). The ground trembles beneath your feet, hinting at the instability of this chamber. You can't help but wonder what lies within the fissure, beckoning you into its depths.
This chamber is adorned with sparkling gemstones, their vibrant hues shimmering in the dim light. The gemstones are scattered across the floor, creating a mesmerizing mosaic of colors.
The air is heavy with the scent of precious minerals, and the room seems to hum with a subtle energy. The allure of these gemstones is undeniable.
At the edge of the room rests the skull of what could have been a rather large ram, its massive horns twisted and gnarled.
A haunting shriek emanates from the skull. Suddenly, the skull flies into the air as a ghostly demonic body fills out what must have been the creature's shape, in life.
You are suddenly overwhelmed by the urge to flee.
Ghostly Skull:
HP (150% of party Avg.), Attack (150% of party Avg.), Initiative (150% of party Avg.), Defense (150% of party Avg.)
Your eyes scan the chamber for signs of danger. To your surprise, the room appears empty, save for a single inconspicuous boulder nestled at the side.
A chilling sensation washes over you all. For the first of you to enter this space (determine who that is), an otherworldly force engulfs your being, transforming you into a ghostly apparition. Your body becomes ethereal, and your connection to the mortal realm fades away.
You are now trapped between realms, condemned to wander the depths of Keruxaphylax as a specter.
Your comrades watch in horror as you drift away. The toll of Keruxaphylax has claimed its price, turning you into a haunting reminder of the dungeon's relentless power.
The room is devoid of notable features, save for the pathway that continues on, leading to different parts of the dungeon.
However, the air does have a sense of interconnectedness, as if this room serves as a nexus for the treacherous paths of Keruxaphylax, fastening them in ways more than just the physical.
You are greeted by a sight that defies the darkness around you.
Lush, vibrant plants of unknown origin fill the room, their leaves shimmering with an ethereal glow. The air is infused with a sweet, intoxicating fragrance, and a gentle breeze carries whispers of healing and rejuvenation.
These mysterious plants clearly hold untold power. As you approach, you feel a surge of energy coursing through your veins, a reminder that even in the depths of Keruxaphylax, hope and renewal can still be found amidst the trials that lie ahead.
As you enter this room, a chilling breeze sends shivers down your spine.
In the center of the chamber, a wraith materializes, its ethereal form radiating malevolence. Its eyes, filled with an unholy hunger, lock onto you, sensing your presence.
Malevolent Wraith: HP (200% of party Avg.), Attack (150% of party Avg.), Initiative (150% of party Avg.), Defense (same as party)
This small passageway is shrouded in darkness. Through what you assume can only be a magically-created veil of shadows, you can just make out the other sides of the path, connecting you further into the dungeon.
Your eyes are drawn to a towering, yet crumbling statue of a divine jackal which still stands somewhat proudly at the center of the room, its stone form exuding an aura of ancient power.
The intricate carvings depict the jackal with eyes that seem to follow your every move, as if it holds the secrets of the universe.
The room is filled with an otherworldly hush, broken only by the faint whispers of forgotten prayers. You can't help but feel a mix of reverence and trepidation, knowing that this divine presence holds both blessings and curses for those who dare to seek its favor in the depths of Keruxaphylax.
Your eyes are drawn to a relatively small boulder sitting innocently in the room's center. However, something feels off about this seemingly ordinary rock.
As you approach, you notice faint, pulsating runes etched into the surface of the dungeon's floor, in a circle around the boulder. A surge of arcane energy emanates from the runes, hinting at its hidden power.
You find yourself in a chamber enveloped by darkness, isolated from the rest of the dungeon. The air hangs heavy with an ominous presence, and the shifting sand beneath your feet adds to the unease.
Suddenly, an immense hand bursts forth from the ground, its size causing tremors. Covered in jagged, hardened scales, the hand reveals a cavernous maw filled with razor-sharp teeth, lunging hungrily towards you.
The room reverberates with the creature's bone-chilling growl, a haunting reminder that survival in this cursed realm requires constant battle against the lurking horrors.
The Gaping Hand: HP (100% of party Avg.), Attack (150% of the party Avg.), Initiative (same as party), Defense (same as party)
As you step into the chamber, a mesmerizing sight unfolds before your eyes: the room pulsates with eerie red glows, casting haunting shadows that dance along the walls.
Strange energies crackle in the air, filling the room with a palpable sense of foreboding. The red glow seeps into your very being, igniting a surge of dark emotions. You feel a heightened sense aggression, as if the red energies are touching on dark parts of your psyche.
As you cautiously traverse into this chamber, the sand beneath your feet stirs, unexpectedly. Suddenly, skeletal figures emerge from the shifting dunes, their bones creaking and rattling with unholy unison.
The undead rise, their empty eye sockets fixated on your party. With a cacophony of bone against bone, they lunge forward, driven by a malevolent hunger. You're beginning to feel that within the depths of Keruxaphylax, death is not the end; it is merely a prelude to eternal servitude.
Skeletons: HP (25% of party Avg. each), Attack (same as party), Initiative (same as party), Defense (same as party)
You stand at the threshold of a room that holds both promise and peril. This chamber is marked by a colossal fissure that yawns wide before you. Looking down, its depths seem to stretch into eternity, a gateway to the lower levels of Keruxaphylax.
As you approach, a wind brushes against your skin, carrying with it the distant echoes of monstrous cries. The fissure beckons, tempting you with the allure of untold treasures and ancient powers.
You cautiously step towards a small, cramped room, where there's barely enough space to stretch your arms. Your footsteps echo in the confined space, creating a symphony that reverberates through your bones.
As you scan the room, your eyes settle on a peculiar sight - a solitary, ornate key hanging from a rusted hook on the wall. It glimmers with a faint magical aura. Perhaps this is a way to unlock a greater mystery of Keruxaphylax?
You step into the small, cramped room, but instead of the expected darkness and foreboding, you are greeted by an unexpected sensation. The air here feels light, almost as if it is infused with protective energies. It's as if the very space itself has been blessed with a divine presence.
The room glows with a soft, comforting light, casting gentle shadows that dance along the walls. You can't help but feel a sense of safety and tranquility in this otherwise treacherous dungeon. Perhaps there is more to Keruxaphylax than meets the eye.
You emerge into a room that seems to defy logic. Despite its size, the room appears to stretch endlessly, its walls adorned with countless mirrors. As you gaze into the reflections, you catch glimpses of alternate realities, each one showing a different outcome of your journey through Keruxaphylax.
The mirrors whisper secrets and possibilities, tempting you to touch their glassy surfaces.
This room radiates an aura of divine power, a testament to the trials you have endured to reach this point. As you enter, your eyes are drawn to a magnificent sight - a towering statue of a golden jackal, its edges melded together with intricate designs of marble.
The jackal's eyes seem to follow your every move, its presence both regal and commanding.
Adjacent to the statue, an ornate throne of granite resides, adorned with symbols of ancient kingship.
Stepping into the room, an icy gust sweeps across you. The heart of the chamber unveils a wraith, materializing from the shadows, its spectral essence pulsating with a sinister aura.
Its eyes, brimming with a hunger born of darkness, fixate upon you, piercing your very soul with a malevolent gaze.
Malevolent Wraith: HP (200% of party Avg.), Attack (150% of party Avg.), Initiative (150% of party Avg.), Defense (same as party)
You stand in awe at the threshold of the final room of Keruxaphylax, a space clearly forged by the eternal of holiness, Hy-Rasyl - for his markings are all about the room.
The air crackles with divine energy, bathing the space in a radiant glow. Before you, a magnificent brazier, crafted from purest gold, awaits.
Aspect of the Holy Dragon:
HP (350% of party Avg.), Attack (200% of party Avg.), Initiative (150% of party Avg.), Defense (150% of party Avg.)
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