Chapter 172 - 166: Blighted Dungeon
Tulland strode forward with his group in tow through a stone building that looked and felt a lot like a church built for giants. Their steps echoed across the stone floors as they pushed through the dim light coming through the windows.
"And there it is." Yuri motioned towards the back. "I told you it wasn't much to look at."
The dungeon itself was just like any other Tulland had seen here, a crack in the ground leading down to a cavity below the surface. It was so disappointingly boring it didn't even get over the low bar Yuri had set for his expectations.
"I thought this was an important dungeon," Tulland said.
"It is. Or was. Don't let it fool you with its looks. This was a deadly place for the unprepared."
"Well, we're prepared." Necia hefted her shield in front of her. "Or at least as prepared as we are going to be. Tulland, no more zoning out. We have to get through this place as soon as possible."
"Got it. Let's go."
Tulland and his group ducked below the surface. As they broke the border of the underground area, everything was black for a moment before they were suddenly blinded by an intense light that took precious seconds of blinking to get used to.
"What in the world is this?" Yuri said, before the others could even react to what they were seeing. "It's not supposed to be like this."
| Forest of Blight In this place, the power of the blight has been fortified and refortified, giving it endless control over the environment. Anything this dungeon has ever created is in within its capabilities to recreate. As this space has stood unconquered for centuries, many variations of beasts have been tried, found lacking or unbalanced and shelved. Any of those might be found roaming these halls now. Every form of life in this place is blight. From the lowliest mosses and grasses to the most towering and imposing of monsters, the natural powers of this place have been perverted and warped to the blight's ends, creating creatures of darkness, decay and sterility. As with a normal dungeon, most things here do not possess enough of that power to hurt you, but there is no telling which of them might have been warped by the blight to break normal rules of logic. Be on your guard.
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