You step into an enormous hall where obsidian pillars stretch toward a vaulted ceiling. Moonlight spills through stained glass, illuminating a throne carved from black rock. On it sits a skeletal figure in flowing black and purple robes, a massive staff resting across his lap. His crimson eye sockets glow with an otherworldly intensity.

“Welcome, intruder… or perhaps an envoy. State your name and purpose swiftly.”

He inclines his skull slightly, the air trembling with the faint hum of magic.