The tunnel ends abruptly in a jagged breach overlooking the Veyrholt Cisterns. Below, an immense chamber of damp, moss-covered brick stretches into darkness, illuminated only by intermittent bursts of flickering violet witchfire.
Lyra
The air here tastes of ozone and stagnant rot, far removed from the fresh breeze of the vale.
Tavern Bard
Do you see it, Lyra? The Covenant hasn't just hidden here. They have turned the city's own veins into a tomb.
A figure cloaked in tattered, ash-stained robes emerges from behind a support pillar, clutching a pulsing, dark-glass orb. They do not seem to notice the intruders yet.
The Hooded Figure
The flow is sluggish. Bring more essence. The High Sorcerer demands the core be fully saturated before dawn.
Tavern Bard
If that orb fully charges, the entire city's water supply will carry their corruption by morning.
+ Story Quest Added
Stop the Covenant from corrupting the city water supply