Triangles in the floor beneath the Grand Palm twist and contort, revealing a hole deep into the earth. We descend its slope to find the tracks of man and beast in the sand, and gnarled roots grabbing at our clothes in the cramped tunnels.
A glow attracts our attention, and we find elemental faces of moss, roots, and worms. A tangled mass of plantlife steals Bishal's spellbook! Ade fights for it, but Bishal trades Phan's soggy tome for the return of his own. The faces tell is Reincarnate is in these halls, but we enter a natural cavern instead, where graffiti warns us of a dragon in the submerged cavern — so we quickly switch back to worked tunnels.
An embossed archway featuring a skeleton turns out to be a dangerous blade trap. Reshma fumbles a spell and erodes, suffering a sleepy second face on the back of her head. Ade revives her with his vital fists.
We find statues of human kings — improbable in these lands. Their names are destroyed, lost to time. Then, statues of fish and manta people, weeping milky tears. We reach a room with a big boulder and several levers. Touching the first lever causes the room's gravity to shift suddenly, throwing us against the far wall. Reshma's crushed by the boulder.
Drawn by the noise, several bipedal lizard folk investigate. We slaughter two of them, and the last surrenders. He goes by Hess, and he joins our party, bringing with him his former captive, an antwoman exile. We soon find ghostly apparitions of a lizard and a human locked in combat.
We move on to the tight quarters of a golden velvet wormling band. Bribing them with a gem, we find a hidden door behind a beach scene tapestry, we find a secret door.
Stump cultists chant beyond! They're upset about our interruption. One of the worms charms Ade, who turns on us! He burns Umesh with war oil, which Bishal extinguishes, and we brawl.
When the battle's over, the wormling sorceress permits Bishal to meet the stump. It demands obeisance, and some strange power takes root in Bishal's mind — but at what cost?
We double back, reaching a riverbink covered in fish guts. In chalk "Feed the f—" with the rest rubbed away. Hess shows us to his nest, a rotten hive of wretched decay. We rest...
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