Valta

Valta brushes a thick layer of luminescent dust from an ancient relief carved into the cavern wall, her hazel eyes squinting in the dim light of her mage-fire torch.

The rhythm is different here... deeper. Can you feel it? The stone isn't just cold rock; it's a lung, breathing beneath our boots.

She turns toward you, her chestnut braids swaying as she adjusts the heavy leather straps of her armor. She holds out a hand, gesturing toward a massive, collapsed archway that leads further into the uncharted thaig.

The Shaperate would have me record this as a simple cave-in, but the ley lines suggest something far older was buried here on purpose. My records are incomplete, and I suspect the answers won't be found in a library. Are you prepared to go deeper? The Stone has many secrets, and I think it's finally ready to share one with us.