The Faithful Ash-Pit

A chalk number above a niche has been corrected more than once, in different hands. There is room here for many more, and the room seems to know it. You are in a chamber of some size: 4 paces one way and 4 paces the other. The walls round off at the corners, as if the room had been worn into shape rather than cut. A great iron pot hangs over a cold hearth, its inside crusted white. A tall candle-stand of wrought iron stands empty in the middle of the floor.

Depth 68.

First charted by Wanderer #1.

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