Blood PoolCandles flicker upon the tops of black columns of carved stone, shining nearly as brightly as the glowing eldritch runes carved into the basalt. Thick chains hold the rotting remains of sacrifices to each column. They were undoubtedly given up to some foul deity on the altar at one end. From that table the blood seems to have been collected into the writhing pool of crimson liquid, encircled with jagged chunks of obsidian. Horrified faces and reaching