The Underdark: Moonsea Cliffs
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Our trip through the Underdark has been long and arduous. We are exhausted from battles with goblins, duergar and all manner of creature that inhabit these depths. We weren't expecting to see a scene of such beauty as we emerged at the Moonsea.

The sound of waves lapping on the sparkling silver sands below was calming and the view of resplendent dark stone was gorgeous. A glowing mineral infused the floors, walls and even the ceiling, hundreds of feet above. It was almost like staring at a glittering Summer night sky.

The cliffs loomed above us. At their peak, there was a ruined narrow tower that stretched into the ceiling above. The walls were decayed and crumbling, but the staircase seemed usable. That was our way out, our way back to the surface. We started the climb towards it.

We came across statues of long-forgotten figures, accompanied by large ritualistic urns left by a long-forgotten people. There was an altar surrounded by crystals that glowed more brightly, seemingly a condensed form of the mineral that peppered the dark stone around us. Even plants had found a way to grow here, feeding on the moisture and light the Moonsea provides. They also glowed faintly, a strange adaptation gained from growing in this place.

We climbed up the ruined stairs, through crumbling shrines and battlements, finally reaching the never-ending tower. Just one more push up the staircase and we would be out, back on our way to the surface. Still, I suspect we will miss this strange place.