Eberron Style. Steam Fantasy Style. Sister Erdmuthe's grave You enter the crypt of the monastery. As the heavy doors close behind you, you feel cold. The air is damp and musty, the only light comes from the torches in your hands. There are old gravestones on the walls of the crypt. The names and dates on the stones are barely legible. Everywhere you see the indelible marks of the imperial faith. The squeaking of rats can be heard from the corners of the crypt.