Within Lighting Keep

"Maybe should head back in and head downstairs."

"Sounds like a plan to me let's do it." Kurt will lead off.

"I concur."

"Down Stairs it is," Alex says as he starts back inside.

You return inside and make your way through the gallery, past the first floor, and into the basement.

The air is heavy with the scent of dust as you descend the stone steps into the keep's basement. The flickering light of your torch casts dancing shadows across the walls.

To your left, you see a series of small rooms, once the servants' quarters. Cobwebs drape from the rafters, and the air is thick with the musty smell of disuse. A few tattered blankets and broken furniture remain, silent reminders of the lives once lived here.

Further down the corridor, you encounter a large, stone-walled room. The air is chilled. This was once the keep's larder, a vast space filled with shelves and barrels. Now, it's mostly empty, save for a few scattered empty barrels and a few remnants of spoiled food.

At the end of the corridor, you find a series of small, damp rooms, their walls lined with faded frescoes. These were the keep's baths, once a place of luxury and relaxation. Now, they are cold and desolate, the water long gone. In each of the four rooms faint, ethereal mist clings to the walls near ruins. When activated the ruins begin to fill the tubs before them with steaming water.

"Well now we know the magic in this place isn't gone, and those baths do look inviting," Alex says firmly as he approaches the baths and inspects the water more closely. "It appears safe." He slowly dips his finger in and draws it back out.

"So take turns bathing while the others stand guard? I could use a good cleaning."

"I will be glad to watch while you tidy yourselves."

The water is as warm as whom ever touches the glyph prefers it. So each bath is individually perfect weither you like it lukewarm or lobster hot.

Alex will take a bath, of course, only going down to his skivvies, for modesty's sake.

Grim will get in and wash off all the blood and grime. He will carefully wash his beard then when done washing it braid it back up into his three braid pattern with his holy symbol on the middle braid.

Your rest comes to an end with no problems. What do you do.

Grim looks to the others "Shall we continue to search down here?"

"That would seem prudent. Shall we check the larder next?"

"Sounds good to me. Let me light a torch first."

The larder is large, big enough for a keep of this size. The shelves are mostly empty as are the barrels and crates that have been left behind. There are a few wrinkled things in the bottom of one crate that might have once been carrots. At the back of the larder is a smaller space that is even colder than the rest of the room that must have been the meat locker.

Do I see anything that is at all reminiscent of a rod shape?

Investigation

Grim will also move around the room looking for ant secret doors or compartments