Magma Heart Forge

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Deep in the bowels of Mount Khovok, a complex apparatus harnesses the might of the earth itself. Not a hundred miles away, the town of Iskenflid relies on this power to imprison a being of coldest ice that once ravaged the Ulfen tribes. What will become of these wintry lands when opportunistic scavengers from another plane abscond with the Magma Heart?

This is the first dungeon in a short adventure I’m writing with the working title Penumbral Dawn. 

There are hide volumes and icons placed in the vestibule that serve as a visual aid for a puzzle detailed here.