Feyshroud Crypt

Moonlight filters through cracks in the moss-choked ceiling of the abandoned Feyshroud Crypt. Gnarled roots writhe along broken sarcophagi, and a damp necrotic haze clings to the stale air. As you step onto the central dais, runic sigils flare to life in sickly green light. A massive stone sentinel carved from ebon monolith stirs, its joints creaking. From the shadows beyond, two wraithlike forms materialize, tendrils of spectral vine trailing behind them. The crypt’s ancient defense system has activated.