You dive into the lake. You once more notice the silvery quality of the water, as though it's been imbued with

You dive into the lake. You once more notice the silvery quality of the water, as though it's been imbued with light, or perhaps radiates it. But the things hidden by the placid shimmering are horrible. Below your feet, at the bottom of the lake, float at least two dozen corpses. The dead seem to stare at you — some with the empty sockets of hollow skulls, and others with nightmarish dead eyes. One body floats past you, and you feel a small metal object fall into your hand. It looks like a signet ring.

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You dive into the lake. You once more notice the silvery quality of the water,… — Kingmaker