The Dungeon

A towering tree monument draped in hundreds of dried corpses, their blood-stained silk threads glowing amber. Occasionally, a living adventurer is trapped, paralyzed and cocooned, their eyes pleading silently for rescue.

The tree's bark is dark and twisted, with thick silk threads wrapping around it like veins. Corpses hang lifelessly, their blood dried to an amber sheen. The air hums with a faint, eerie vibration, and the occasional twitch of a trapped adventurer inside the silk cocoons adds a haunting presence.