Rooms

  Dust and cobwebs rule here, stretching and covering row after row of

forgotten tomes.  Nothing stirs, nothing moves, the only sound being that of

deafening silence.  Various footprints have been left in the dust on the

floor, not all of them humanoid.  Besides the exit, three arches sit in the

cardinal directions, each with a different symbol above them.  The ceiling

itself seems to be a swirling mass, ever changing and altering.  In the far

corner, a narrow stairwell leads down into the bowels of the darkness.