At the center of the monastery is this proud chamber, once akin to a lecture hall somebody would take center stage to deliver wisdom and advice to the others who had taken up residence here... but that was a long time ago, and this place of learning has crumbled into ruin.

Flowing red light and flickering blue sparks illuminate the strange chamber. Viscous chemicals bubble away by the entryway, pieces for a metal arm are scattered across the tables in the middle platform as gems are infused with lightning, and a freshly used forge awaits in the back.

Welcome to the great throne room of Aldrik The Vile, feared ruler throughout the lands from many moons ago. A figure whose mysterious disappearance has baffled historians and arcane scholars alike - but one historian has found the ruins…