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**Labyrinth of Roots: You Were Expected.** Beneath the world, the roots remember. Descend past webbed halls and a brood mother called Ryytaa the Ender, cross burning sands with the Hollow Hands to steal a living heartwood, then wade into the Hushfen, a mire where nothing it drowns stays dead. A century ago the Lantern Knight hunted the Blackjackal there. Now the Violet Baron, Varro Duskwane, waits in his sunken fortress, and he already knows your name. Roll your fate. Trust no one. Turn back while you can. Play now: coderblack15.github.io/labyr…

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*Round 3.* The wounded spider rears up for another spray, but you're already moving. You slam the axe down and the gems burst with red light. The webs around you curl into ash, leaving the spiders nowhere to hide. *Round 4.* Now Ryytaa the Ender moves. The floor shakes as she charges, her fangs as long as daggers. As she rears back to strike, you step into her and drive the shield into her face with all your weight behind it. *(Shield Slam: Strength contest. On a success, she's stunned until the end of your next turn, and you have advantage on your next attack.)* The steel rings like a bell, and she staggers. *"Now,"* Vaelric whispers from the axe. You bring the axe down with both hands. The gems blaze so brightly that the whole nest is lit like noon. When Ryytaa the Ender falls, the egg sacs shrivel, the last spiders flee into the cracks in the walls, and the clicking dies. The shield stays strapped to your arm, scarred by venom and dented in the shape of a spider's face. **The Library of Roots** Past the nest, a door of living wood opens at your touch. Inside, shelves carved into the roots hold rows of spellbooks bound in leather and bark, and a few still hum with magic. Vaelric's voice drifts from the axe: *"Take what you can carry. Knowledge is the only treasure that grows."* *(Give the player 1d3 spellbooks or scrolls of your choice.)* **The Desert** At the back of the library, a spiral stair climbs toward a crack of white light. You climb for what feels like hours, until you push through a stone slab and the heat hits you like a wall. Sand stretches to every horizon, rippling gold beneath a blazing sun. The labyrinth is behind you. The axe whispers one last time: *"Now the real journey begins."*

The smell of death and decay fills your nose and throat. A warm wind brushes your skin, though there should be no wind down here. Then something hairy and jointed reaches out of the dark toward you. Your torch sputters. Your heart sinks. *Make a Dexterity check.* (On a success:) You drop into a crouch, smother the flame, and spot a gap beneath the webbing where the strands are loose enough to crawl through. You slip under them on your belly, silk brushing your neck, and keep crawling until the passage opens. **The Hollow Chamber** You emerge into a round room that feels less built than grown. The walls curve up like the inside of a great hollowed tree, ridged with bark and knotted roots that twist into the ceiling. Thorny bushes sprout from cracks in the floor, their leaves pale from never seeing sunlight. Webbing stretches from root to root, sagging under its own weight. At the center stands the dead trunk itself, split open down the middle like a doorway. You need a weapon. Searching the room, you find a skeleton slumped against the roots, still in dented plate armor. Across its lap lies a two-handed steel axe, its haft set with gems of ruby, sapphire, and emerald that glitter even in the dark. You lean down and lift it. Power floods up your arms. *(New power: once per encounter, the gems flare and the axe deals extra radiant damage, burning away webbing within 10 feet.)* Then a voice whispers from the blade: *"You will not perish here. Listen, and I will guide you through this catastrophe."* Look over the rest of the skeleton. *Make an Investigation check (DC 12).* (On a success:) The straps of its breastplate have rotted through, and the pauldron on its left shoulder comes loose in your hand. It's a curved slab of steel, dented but solid, about the size of a small shield. You loop the old leather strap around your forearm. *(Improvised shield: +1 AC, and it unlocks Shield Slam.)* You swing the axe before the hollow tree, and the trunk answers. A red glow pulses from deep inside it, and you stumble back a step. A ghost rises out of the light, and it has the same shape as the skeleton at your feet. Its face is gaunt and its eyes burn, and it hovers over you with a presence so heavy that sweat runs down your forehead. Your knees hit the floor. *"I am Vaelric, last warden of this place,"* it says. *"My axe has chosen you. Carry it where I could not. Ryytaa the Ender nests beyond. Kill her, take what I guarded, and walk out into the light."* The ghost raises a hand, and the back of the tree splits open, revealing a tunnel. **The Nest** The tunnel ends in a cavern draped in webs, and the floor is littered with egg sacs as big as barrels. Clicking echoes from every direction. Four giant spiders drop from the ceiling on silk lines, and behind them Ryytaa the Ender unfolds, the brood mother herself, as big as a cart, with venom dripping from her fangs. *Roll initiative.* *Round 1.* The first spider lands right in front of you, its eight eyes shining red in the axe's glow. Its abdomen clenches, its fangs spread wide, and a wet, gurgling sound rises from its throat. It's about to spray venom straight at your face. *Make a Dexterity saving throw (DC 13).* (On a success:) You throw yourself sideways, and the venom spatters across the stone where your head just was, hissing as it eats into the rock. (On a failure:) It catches you across the cheek; take poison damage, and you have disadvantage on your next attack. (If the player has no shield yet:) As you roll, your hand lands on a curved piece of plate half buried in the webs. You snatch it up just as the spider spits again, and the venom splashes off the steel. *(The player gains the improvised shield now.)* *Round 2.* You come up swinging. The axe bites into the spider's leg and takes it off, and the spider shrieks and backs away. Two more spiders scuttle down the walls to flank you. *Attack, or brace your shield (the attacking spider has disadvantage).*

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