Two Caves
Stormfoot Catacombs
Shaw had been here
Stone passages and archways
Filled with fanged imps
Clinging to walls
Dropping and swarming
Cutting, biting, deadly in
Numbers amongst flame
Spewing pillars
All avenues exhausted, a lever
Once pulled, a grinding sound
Seldom used mechanism
An earlier door unlocked
Messages left behind, a dog
Beyond the door, a turtle
Expected, a horror instead
Erdtree Burial Watchdog
Once defeated, helpful ashes
Received as reward
On the wall, in the back
A nightmarish scene
Limgrave Tunnels
Dreadful cacophony echoing throughout
Tunnels dimly lit
Clanging of hammers from
Miners toiling within
Bounty of smithing stones
If Shaw can survive, relentless
Attacks from foes of stone hide
Rats occasionally joining the fray
A secret passage, reached
By leaping from the elevator in
Movement between levels
Perhaps a boss to be revealed
Different prospectors, armed
With deadly flames, progress
Halted for the moment, Shaw
Will burn if she remains
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