Round 72

Varrika hefted her heavy mace, muscles tensing as the ground lurched beneath their feet. The ancient stone of the crumbling tower groaned in protest, and a section of wall nearby cracked open with an ominous snap. A hidden compartment was revealed behind the tattered remains of what might once have been a tapestry. Inside lay a leather-bound book and a piece of parchment covered in scrawled script. The ground gave one final shuddering groan, and Merrin's injured knee buckled slightly as she caught herself on the railing.