Rooms

  Tendrils of the darkmooring grasp at the dusky earth where a wide black

sanded path inset with smooth stone slabs yawns outward beneath a lunar

arch.  Crushing waves of living night batter against the rocky bounds of the

isle, its terrain compacted and mortared together by blood, bone, and the

weight of countless fallen souls.  A fitful vortex of umbratide encompasses

the isle, over which the ever-present Black Moon reigns.  Ahead the path

winds along defensive emplacements dotting the jagged rise approaching the

curtain wall of a black citadel.  

  Tendrils of the darkmooring grasp at the dusky earth where a wide black

sanded path inset with smooth stone slabs yawns outward beneath a lunar

arch.  Crushing waves of living night batter against the rocky bounds of the

isle, its terrain compacted and mortared together by blood, bone, and the

weight of countless fallen souls.  A fitful vortex of umbratide suffocates

the isle, over which the ever-present Black Moon reigns.  Ahead, slabs of

smooth stone mark a path that winds winds past defensive emplacements

dotting the jagged rise approaching the curtain wall of Umbrus Caelum, the

Black Citadel.