Before the Darkening Dawn's Light
The Sea Cave is located about 15 miles north of Delore Harbor at a point where the mountain cliffs fall away to the Varinett Sea. During most of the day, the Cave entrance is covered by the turquoise sea water, however, during the lowest time of the tide, the Cave can be accessed (as long as you don’t mind getting your feet wet).
The Cave extends off into the darkness a ways, and in the first “room”, there is a pile of ocean debris. This pile consists of wood planks, sea weed, and several very annoyed Crabs. Among the wooden planks, there is one plank that looks like it is from the side of a ship. Carved across this piece is the name “Kat’s Paw”.
Further along, down the long sloping passage, there is a passage that splits off to the left, and further still down the straight passage, there is another cavern room. This room has holes filled with sea water, the sandy floor gives way to dark gray stone. There is a large amount to seaweed and algae in the holes, and several very large annoyed octopus.
Back along to the passage, and then taking the corner down the other branch, the cave continues. It slopes upwards steeply, and the sandy floor once starts to give way to the dark gray stones. The tunnel twists and turns for a ways, and finally, after turning a corner, opens up into another room. Like the previous room, there are holes in the floor, but there is no sea water, nor water of any type, in the holes. And where as the other room only had holes in the floor, this room has holes of all shapes and sizes all over the floor, walls, and ceiling. And there is a faint glow coming from the various holes. And there, in the strange glow, lurks Sea Oozes, waiting.
Beyond the lair of the Sea Oozes, the tunnel continues even further yet. It slopes upwards at a steepening angle, wandering ever deeper into the mountains. The sharp broken rocks give way to smoother grey stone, and the sand becomes softer and dustier, the tunnel itself begins to narrow, it widens less each time.
After what seems like miles, (for it indeed was several upon several miles), the tunnel flattens out for a small section. Here the sand is thick, and the air tastes increasingly stale, each breath duller then the last. Past this point, the tunnel once more continues on its relentless upwards path into the deepening darkness.
Along this section of tunnel, there is a crack in the floor, and the smell of warm sulfuric air waifs up from it. The air beyond tastes fresher, and warmer, yet behind it still feels dead and dark. Vents such as these circulate air through the complex of tunnels and caverns, providing much need oxygen to lost adventurers.