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>look
The swirling sands of the raging storm send you stumbling about, nearly blind. You cover your eyes to protect a little against the blowing snow. You curse yer fate of not being born with eyes that protect against such harsh weather, like the S'kra mur.
>N
You stumble blindly through the raging sandstorm.
>nw
You stumble blindly through the raging sandstorm.
>Search
You reach out blindly looking for a solid handhold in the rushing wind and blowing sand particles. You find a crevice.
>go crevice.
You worm your way through the crevice, in search of any port against the raging storm outside. Once inside you find yourself face to face with the fearsome visage of a roaring mountain lion with bared incisors meanacingly bared. After the momentary start, you find yourself in a large courtyard with many excelently crafted statues. This is surely the Castle of some master craftsman, or grand wizard. As you look around at the statues you find a few you think you recognize. If it weren't for the fact that you can see light passing through the crystaline material, you would swear you were looking at a long lost aunt and that bully from when you were little. Not a minute difference between your mind and his visage.
[Cavern of Sraan Rasha, Courtyard]
Inside the massive court yard is a hedge maze filled with crystaline and hedge statues. The Hedges themselves are covered in strangely glowing blue roses, providing light amoung the well groomed rose bushes. You see a crest engraved in the keystone over the entrance you came in from. A stylised single rose, thorns splaying in all directions is consumed in a stylised fire.
Obvious paths: none.
.srats eht esahc sevlow ,eerf nur snrocinu erehW
