A Wandering Bard
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*As the dust settles a hollow knocking sound can be heard from deep within the passage*
*The extremely rusty latch would crumble like dust letting the trap door fall inward under it's own weight. A rush of dusty air bursts out like steam from a geyser. A solid iron ladder leads down the passage to a small room where a single pale blue light shines*
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