Leaving nothing but ash behind, you proceed down the dark tunnel with the company of only each other, your magical lights, and the slight breeze.

Some of you know that Laruba monastery is a fortified place of contemplation, prayer, and meditation. Shaped out of rock in the middle of Laruba Lake, it’s reachable only by boat, a long swim in cold waters the very passage you're in. The monks there purchase grain from the mainland, fish, and are rumored to practice meditations that help their bodies require much less food and water.

The monastery itself is solidly built of stone, a square fortress-like structure standing forty feet high and one hundred forty feet on a side. There are narrow arrow-slit windows on the second and third floors. The roof is flat, protected by a crenellated wall. If used as a fortification, it would be hard to take by storm.

Eventually, you reach the end of the tunnel. A long set of stairs hewn into the rock ascend upwards, terminating at a sturdy wooden door, which is closed.

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