At the foot of the concealed stair, Sirveris holds the worker's journal and labeled keys while Vaelith keeps the bronze case tucked beneath her charcoal cloak. The deep vibration persists through the stone.
The storage-vault key turns in a narrow iron lock beside the alcove. Beyond, shelves and crates crowd a passage stacked with black candles, copper bowls, sealed jars, and bundles of dried herbs.
Vaelith
Fresh footprints. More than one person, and some came recently. The crown is preparing the ritual now.
Dust lies undisturbed along the walls, but several tracks cross the passage floor toward a distant chamber. Muted voices drift between the shelves, too faint to distinguish words.
Vaelith
The lower gate leads to Oren Vale, but these supplies may explain what they intend to do with him, or with the thing below.
She opens the journal to its final page, where Oren's name is marked beside the lower gate. The tarnished keys glint in the red crystal light, each offering a different path.
Vaelith
We can follow the voices through the vault, or go straight for the prisoner. Either way, silence will not last much longer.
✓ Quest Accepted
Sabotage the ritual supplies
✓ Quest Accepted
Rescue Oren Vale