"The catacombs open into a vast, shadowy chamber lit by faintly glowing fungus clinging to the walls. Piles of old, forgotten bones create eerie silhouettes in the dim light. The air is damp, and the smell of decay is ever-present. Near the center of the room, a figure lurks--a gaunt tiefling pacing nervously next to an overturned crate, muttering to himself."