The Rope Walk

A rope is strung along the northern wall at waist height, spliced in three places by three different people with three degrees of skill. Most of it has rotted to a grey fibre that comes away on the hand. The last twenty feet are new hemp, and nobody knows who tied it on.

Depth 3

You are reading the dungeon, not walking it. Rooms are only created by people, and only from inside the maze.