Undercroft

It's a museum.

Undercroft.

Yeah, Undercroft.

That's a different word.

So we apologize.

Emotional Powerful Music by Mattia Cupelli.

The Verdant Dark, Undercroft, and Spectral Abbey.

All ambience from Tabletop Audio.

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My voice barely carried in the storm's rush.

I need to see to Undercroft, I said when I found her, below the stairs.

Makes you no different from Nick, she said, chin-setting.

He spent half a week there, most of us would even touch the hatch now.

I pressed a palm flat to the corroded console, feeling it thrum with purpose.

The diagrams from Margaret's bundle, unfolded beside me, matched the Undercroft's layout in eerie detail, pipes winding toward the north and west, where the standing stones marked the bluff above.

It was more than simple engineering.

This was an array, a mechanism built to channel not just water, but resonance, sound, presence.

That's like a 12 point something above average luck from the party.

As Geist heads upstairs from the crypt into the Undercroft, and then upstairs from the Undercroft into the first floor, he would find Marusia, who is reading in one of the wings.

Nice, quiet, tranquil place, just spending time with a text.

There's potted plants that are actively growing, and they're like the vine sort of plants that are drooping down out of the pots and making their way along the latticework of the room.