Maps Monday - Theggex's Chamber

Theggex's Birth: Making their way down the stairs finally, as the group entered the room they felt a chilling aura engulf them, sending shivers down their spines. The atmosphere was suffused with an otherworldly darkness with a pungent scent of decay hanging in the air. The room was well-lit by the pulsing runes engraved onto the tiles in the floor, giving them marks of anti-magic. Towards the back of the room was an imposing desk made of blackened wood, standing as a focal point with scattered parchments, ancient tomes, and vials of strange liquids. The desk looked weather, etched with cryptic symbols and markings of dark magic. To the left side of the room were several cages made of sturdy iron bars with the remains of pitiful creatures unfortunate enough to find themselves captive of the twisted creature who created this realm. On the opposite side of the room were alchemical tables laden with bubbling potions, vials of reagents, and an array of twisted instruments. The tables were stained with dark residue, evidence of the process of removing ingredients from the captured creatures to aid in creating the unholy hybrids the group had faced before, combining these creatures' strengths with the resilience of undeath. Immediately the runes on the floor, etched with intricate anti-magic, began to pulse and nullify any magical energy that had entered as it was clear whatever had set this room up had no desire for the captives to be able to access their magic. This room clearly exuded an unsettling presence, embodying the dark machinations and twisted experiments to show the grim horror that unfolded here. Creatures imprisoned, butchered, and ultimately merged to become shambling hordes of the undead.

Suddenly the group found themselves frozen in time, unable to move or react as all they could do was watch a horrifying event unfold before them. A greenish-black orb tore into the middle of the room, shattering the air around it as it began to pull fragments of bone from around itself to form a blackened skull brimming with necrotic energy. Rapidly more fragments started to swirl, piecing together to take a skeletal humanoid-like shape. With a pulse of necrotic energy, flesh rapidly began to cling to the bones, pouring over the flesh with a twisted rotted look making it clear that this creature was amongst the undead. As the flesh nearly covered the body, robes began to drape across it, tattered and disheveled, but revealing that this creature belonged to the black robes in the Mages of High Sorcery. Suddenly fragments of wood tore themselves from the room as they began to spiral around the figure's right hand, hardening into a long gnarled staff with a black skull poised atop the staff. The horror was at hand that this creature was no mere undead, but something drawing upon far darker powers. The flesh continued to climb, forming the lifeless face as cold hollow eyes peered out with interest at the group. A chilling horror exuded through the room, lingering the thoughts that this was no mere undead, this was something far greater, far more dangerous, and this was a Lich. Then the most harrowing event, as tentacles began to sprout from the lower part of the face, dangling down the body of the creature and towards its knees. The answer was finally revealed, they had just witnessed the birth, of an Illithilich and any hope of survival had instantly dropped to zero.

Recommended Songs:

Theggex Birth: Epikus - Otar the Foul (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zP_lAuTRRCI)

Theggex Appears: 2WEI - Mad World (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y6Had_4bbrc)