A squat, gothic tomb stands here, its ancient stones blackened with

age. Strangely, the air is completely still here, and no wind blows.

Sounds are oddly distorted and muffled, making it somewhat

disorienting to stay here. Heavy double doors of black stone wait at

the top of a short flight of steps, like two watchful sentries. To the

south, a path leads off into the graveyard.