Here’s a story I once heard.
Visitors came here once, not to fight but to dig. They needed, it was said, the power of the authority to leave again once they had arrived.
They dug and they dug, deep down UNDEGROUND. Once they had found the power, they tried to leave, but the authority refused. Its power would not work the way the visitors demanded.
So they fought. With each other, for whatever power to leave remained between them. With us (not yet inheritors of the citadel but soon) for the power to leave they thought must be ours alone.
But we have nowhere else to go, and no more power to leave than them.
They fought each other to their last breath. Then they kept on fighting until the day the DEVIL SUN rose into the sky.
This is just a story I heard – A silly bedtime tail in the end, nothing more.
Nobody leaves the WORLD
This is true:
The WORLD stands still, whatever powers the Authority Underground holds stay buried deep in the poisoned Soil.
Domains
War, The Poisoned Soil, Rock and Bone unbreakable, Geological pressure.
Luck:
♠︎,
22, 13. Weight on your shoulders, Desperate escapes from the depths, Chilled and silent earth, Questing for wealth