The deeper parts of Las Noches rarely ever got visitors. A few captives here and there now, though at one point it had been much, much more. But these days those that are caught never seem to last long enough to get this far.
Maybe that's a blessing.
Once upon a time it had been almost comfortable, for a dungeon at least. Well kept and free from most of the scuttling vermin that loved to nibble at all the bloody bits and pieces. Large cells and strong doors. But time has not been kind, and neither has the war. Now it's dark, wet, and soul sucking. Perhaps even literally, as more of these cuffs are reiastu draining and magic repressing. One can never be too careful it seems.
Still, unused as it may normally be, now it is almost bustling. New meat, and plenty to beasts ready and willing to eat it.
((ooc: Apocoverse mingle thread~ Assume most 'good' characters have been captured and most 'bad' are loose and walking around. Of course there might be folks on the outside coming for rescue!.... or not. Also! Considering the setting things are bound to get a little... dark. So this log might end up f-locked later. If you're looking for someone in specific, feel free to use their name in the subject line.))