No matter your choice, the oak’s lightning scars glow once — then go dark. The crimson petals on the ground turn white. Somewhere in the distance, a harp plays a single, mournful chord.
The encounter took place within a subterranean antechamber designated Site Alpha-4 . The environment was characterized by low luminescence, high humidity, and a background Malice count of 12 ppm (parts per million). The target object was visually indistinguishable from a standard High Elven strongbox, constructed of dark mahogany with silver filigree. coc2 chest riddle
The vines tighten around your ankles. Not painfully… yet. No matter your choice, the oak’s lightning scars