Cautiously approach the throne

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From: The Pedlar King

It is the size of a furnace, and carved from polished obsidian. Golden chains shackle its shadowy occupant to its seat.

Locked with A Word from the Pedlar King


A lonely throne

A lumpen figure huddles upon the throne. [...] It keens as you approach, and hides its face.

"This is not your dream." [...] "What do you want?"

Politely, you enquire as to the whereabouts of the Grave of Mirrors.

Redirects to: The Pedlar King