The Monitors tremble. The sheer weight of your divine authority crushes their hesitation. A command of such magnitude cannot be ignored. The concept of the Biggest Order overrides every instinct of self-preservation they have.

[b]"The Biggest Order..."[/b] Gurgle-Thump whispers. He sounds like a child who has just learned a terrible secret. [b]"We obey. We obey the Biggest Order."[/b]

[b]"Please do not tell the Eel,"[/b] Splosh-Krack adds weakly.

Together they turn to the heavy stone door. They grip the iron rings with their massive hands. They heave. Muscles bulge beneath scarred scales. The stone grinds against stone with a sound like a mountain screaming in pain.

The door cracks open.

The smell hits you first. It is thick. It tastes of copper and old blood. It tastes of rot that has been sealed away for a very long time.

Water instantly rushes out. It swirls around your boots. It is cold and oily. But as the door swings fully open you see something impossible. The room beyond is flooded. The water level is waist high inside. By all laws of nature it should come crashing out into the hallway and sweep you away.

It does not.

The water hangs there. It bulges at the threshold like a wall of dark gelatin. It ripples and shimmers but refuses to drain. It is held in place by a pressure you can feel in your teeth.

You look inside.

The chamber is vast and circular. The water is black and still. It acts like a mirror for the horror above.

Floating in the center of the room is a statue. It hovers a few feet above the surface. It is carved from a strange material that gleams with a wet pearlescent salmon pink luster. It has the body of a woman. The curves are elegant. The posture is graceful. Her hands are clasped in prayer.

But the face is a nightmare.

Where a face should be the material has exploded outward. It looks like a flower made of bone and calcified flesh. Jagged plates of pink stone layer over one another in a chaotic blossoming pattern. It looks like a fungus that has burst from the skull. There are no eyes. There is no mouth. There is only this blind eruption that splits the head apart.

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And beneath it the water is full of death.

Bodies of Kuo-toa float in the dark liquid. They are arranged in perfect concentric circles around the statue. The ones in the outer circle are fresh. They float face down. Their scales are dull.

But as your eyes move inward the horror grows.

The next circle of bodies is bloated and gray. Their skin has started to peel away. The circle after that is worse. The flesh has turned to sludge. Ribs stick out of the water like white cages.

And the bodies closest to the statue are nothing but loose bones and drifting scales held together by slime. They bob gently in the water. They bump against each other in silence.

The statue rotates slowly. It turns toward you. The exploded face seems to twitch.

The sickness hits you again.

It is not just nausea this time. It is a physical blow. The gravity in the room seems to double. The air is heavy with the taste of spores and death. That invisible force reaches out from the statue. It grabs you. It tries to wring the strength from your body like water from a rag. It wants to pull you into the circle. It wants you to join the floating dead.

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Please make a Constitution Saving Throw.

There are three tiers of success or failure for this check:
DC 11
DC 14
DC 17

The specific effects of the strange force will be revealed based on your roll result.
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