Grom's Mystery Slab Tour

Grom Stonehead has a sign, an over-rehearsed speech, and an endless supply of sausages of questionable content. For five pennies, the cheery dwarf will guide you through the Slab — a rotting, vertical maze of a place where houses grow on top of one another, no map can be drawn without driving its maker mad, and the locals will relieve you of your coins and your fingers if you are careless.

Somewhere in that warren stands a golden temple whose doors are said to cure whatever ails you. Getting there is the easy part. Getting back out — past the toll-children, the necromancers, the wolf, and whatever stirs in the Heart of the Slab — is rather more of an adventure.

A choose-your-path tour of the one place no one ever wants to go back to. Mind the ladders. Try the sausage. Probably.