In Game Description

The Well’s walls shake and shutter. Loose debris and dust rain down from above. Forcing the survivors to dodge and take cover. A sinister cackle reverberates out across the stone walls. The recognizable voices of Shararis of the Gilded Lips and Master Hoargash the Ever Hard resonate throughout the area.

“Welcome Adventurers, to our little home away from home. I guarantee your stay will be memorable. As much as I’d like you to become a permanent fixture to our collection, I know you little rascals will worm your way out somehow. Annoying little vermin. Feel free to mingle with our current collection and your peers, you’ll find that you have many things in common.

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I can’t say I’ve missed you. If anything, it’s been such a pleasure to get tasks done without you brown nosing into every little thing. So.. take your time, treat it as a … what do you mortals call it… ah a ‘Vacation’. Kick back, Let Go. What’s the harm in taking time for yourself? Hmm? The longer the better.

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Doesn’t mean I’m not grateful for everything you’ve, possibly, mistakenly, done in the name of ‘Good Deeds’. Wouldn’t you say so darling?”

“Oh absolutely! Oh, my sweet little toys… Did you really think you’d seen the last of me? That you could chain me, banish me, and I’d just... fade away? Tsk, tsk. I must admit, I adored the effort. The way you struggled, the way you fought to keep me locked away—so passionate, so desperate. It was almost... romantic.

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Cindus thought himself clever, sealing me away like some forgotten nightmare - but even he isn’t immune to the most base desires of a mortal man. He should’ve known better. You can’t keep a creature like me caged. And now, here you are, caught in my embrace, locked away in my domain, helpless little dolls in my very favorite game. Tell me, how does it feel? To be on the other side of the bars? To know that no one is coming for you? That you are mine now?

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I admit that my capture came with some true frustration, however, I’m not angry…just disappointed. No no, anger is… fleeting. What I feel for each of you is so much deeper. You will scream. You will beg, and we will savour each moment of delight and despair.

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And remember my dears - this isn’t revenge, this is foreplay.”

”There is one, easy, way out. All you have to do is accept us, let us in. And we’ll let you go. You don’t want to stay here for the rest of your days.

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Think about all the ones who depend on you. That Need you. You can’t just abandon them. Let us help to reunite. We can make it all better.

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Just take our hand and it will all be over.”

Many within the area start looking to each other with weary glances. Waiting to see who takes the offer. An air of mistrust is pungent. Most looking to the adventurers for guidance and answers, eager to leave.