|
|
| (4 intermediate revisions by the same user not shown) |
| Line 3: |
Line 3: |
|
| |
|
|
| |
|
| ==Lore== | | ==Description== |
| Upon entering the region in which the Mausoleum resides, you can instantly tell that there is something incredibly foul about this place. The fetid and rank graveyard nearby is swarming with garden-variety undead, but they are not the menace here. I spied a most peculiar bald-headed man peering down through a window atop the entrance of the Mausoleum. He reeked of death and decay. I was set on edge before even making my reluctant journey here by tales and stories of inhuman aberrations, unfathomable entities, and extremely dark magic.
| |
| | |
| Venture here only if you are true to the Virtues and shielded thusly, for there is nothing even remotely virtuous within the forsaken halls of the Mausoleum. | | Venture here only if you are true to the Virtues and shielded thusly, for there is nothing even remotely virtuous within the forsaken halls of the Mausoleum. |
|
| |
| The Mausoleum appears to have been, at one point in history, a mass grave for some unknown city or civilization, presumably that existed before the rise of the modern cities of Prevalia, Cambria, and Andaria. However, a sinister cult has entrenched their roots deep here, no doubt drawn simultaneously by the protection of the massive stone walls and the large abundance of corpses to use in their most unholy of rituals and experiments. | | The Mausoleum appears to have been, at one point in history, a mass grave for some unknown city or civilization, presumably that existed before the rise of the modern cities of Prevalia, Cambria, and Andaria. However, a sinister cult has entrenched their roots deep here, no doubt drawn simultaneously by the protection of the massive stone walls and the large abundance of corpses to use in their most unholy of rituals and experiments. |
|
| |
|
| When I put the Prevalian and Cambrian locals to question, none were really certain as to what this cult was that resided in the Mausoleum, or their specific intents. Some say that they are mere necromancers practicing their craft, others say they come from another Realm entirely. A few stories state that this particular cult existed before Avadon was shaped into what it is now. Still, a few whisper about how this cult is in service to the Guardian himself.
| |
|
| |
| The methods employed by this cult of reanimators differs from other methods I have borne witness to. The cult of the Mausoleum is brutish and savage, lacking any semblance of the sacred. Dead bodies are butchered like cattle, reassembled in unnatural ways, discarded unceremoniously. It makes me shudder to recall what I’ve seen even here.
| |
|
| |
| Deeper sections of the dungeon clearly hold some sort of religious purpose for the cult, though I was unable to witness any rites during my studies. I have little doubt in my mind that outsiders would simply not be tolerated here (and, in fact, might find themselves disassembled for their intrusion).
| |
|
| |
| Down in the darkest corners of the Mausoleum, you will encounter the eldest and most feral of the cult’s experiments. It is curious to me that I did not espy a single cultist down here, making me wonder as to the reason. Are these twisted souls hostile towards the cultists? Or are the cultists simply keeping their distance from something? With that question in my mind, I pushed forward.
| |
|
| |
| It is said that a giant, writhing mass of tentacles known as the Insatiable Maw emerges on unknown occasions from a pit. It is generally said that the cult will feed it body parts and failed experiments. Perhaps this is an offering to something that they feel is a deity? I cannot say. I just know that I do not wish to be present when it emerges from its pit.
| |
|
| |
| Further down you will find a small area for worship. Since the reanimator cultists do not venture down this far, I must ponder as to who uses this… is it the vampires who lurk here? If they are the ones in attendance to worship, then who or what are they worshipping? I suspect that their deity lies in the section beyond…
| |
|
| |
| This place…
| |
|
| |
| I first thought I was making my way into another infernal library, as the north and south ends of this area contain many books, but after further investigation I simply can’t say for sure what this is.
| |
| I first picked up a book off of one of the shelves to examine it. These books were nothing like any I have seen. Instead of words, the pages contained shapes, but… they were not real shapes; not shapes that can exist. They shouldn’t exist. They were impossible shapes that, when looked upon, make you go dizzy simply trying to comprehend how they can exist upon the page at all. I could only bare to gaze at the page for but a brief moment before closing the tome, lest I vomit all over it. What could possibly read such books? What could possibly write them, if writing is truly what that even was?
| |
|
| |
| But as I made my way further, I was met with another terror of an incorporeal sort. I made the mistake of peering through the slats in the stone walls and beyond… was nothing.
| |
| I know that must sound truly insane to be so troubled by nothing, but it was not truly nothing so much as an infinite expanse. A distance so impossibly vast, and so incredibly empty that you could scream (as I did) into it and there is nothing to reflect back the sound of your voice; it merely gets swallowed by the nothingness.
| |
|
| |
| I don’t know how long I stood there, unable to not comprehend what lay beyond the slat in the wall, but eventually I came to my senses about a stone lighter, and a bit more stubble upon my chin than I recall having.
| |
| I knew I could not stay in this place much longer, but I needed to be thorough since my geological study suggested there should be one last chamber here. I peered into this final chamber on the western side and glimpsed the being that is named only in the hushed whispers of captured cultists as “the Gatekeeper”. Absolutely nothing is known of this entity, nor is it known what this gate is or what lies beyond. I surmise the insanity-inducing empty space is perhaps the gate… but what lies beyond it? I fear to glimpse such things is beyond the comprehension of the mere human mind.
| |
|
| |
| I am not sure what happened next.
| |
|
| |
| I just know that I found myself atop Humility Shrine, soaked in swamp muck and missing all of my belongings that I began my explorations with. Curious, I looked at my journal in which I take extensive notes of my explorations only to find scribbled repeatedly in my own hand “It is coming.”
| |
|
| |
| What this could mean or refer to, I do not know. I just know that I will not venture back into the Mausoleum again.
| |
|
| |
|
| | I peered into the final chamber on the western side and glimpsed the being that is named only in the hushed whispers of captured cultists as “the Gatekeeper”. Absolutely nothing is known of this entity, nor is it known what this gate is or what lies beyond. I surmise the insanity-inducing empty space is perhaps the gate… but what lies beyond it? I fear to glimpse such things is beyond the comprehension of the mere human mind. |
|
| |
|
|
| |
|
| ''If you want to learn even more about The Mausoleum, you can read the [https://forums.uooutlands.com/index.php?threads/guide-the-mausoleum-dungeon.1849/ Dungeon Guide] by ErikGray who wrote the above text.'' | | ''If you want to learn even more about The Mausoleum, you can read the [https://forums.uooutlands.com/index.php?threads/guide-the-mausoleum-dungeon.1849/ Dungeon Guide] by ErikGray who wrote the above text.'' |
|
| |
|
| |
|
| |
| ==Maps== | | ==Maps== |
| {| class="wikitable" style="vertical-align: bottom; text-align: center;" | | {| class="wikitable" style="vertical-align: bottom; text-align: center;" |
Description
Venture here only if you are true to the Virtues and shielded thusly, for there is nothing even remotely virtuous within the forsaken halls of the Mausoleum.
The Mausoleum appears to have been, at one point in history, a mass grave for some unknown city or civilization, presumably that existed before the rise of the modern cities of Prevalia, Cambria, and Andaria. However, a sinister cult has entrenched their roots deep here, no doubt drawn simultaneously by the protection of the massive stone walls and the large abundance of corpses to use in their most unholy of rituals and experiments.
I peered into the final chamber on the western side and glimpsed the being that is named only in the hushed whispers of captured cultists as “the Gatekeeper”. Absolutely nothing is known of this entity, nor is it known what this gate is or what lies beyond. I surmise the insanity-inducing empty space is perhaps the gate… but what lies beyond it? I fear to glimpse such things is beyond the comprehension of the mere human mind.
If you want to learn even more about The Mausoleum, you can read the Dungeon Guide by ErikGray who wrote the above text.
Maps
|
|
|
| Level 1
|
Level 2
|
Level 3
|
|
|
|
| Mini Boss Room
|
Boss Room
|
Entrance
|