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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rain pours down on this massive, naturally formed obsidian temple, and the air's thick with the smell of ozone and wet stone, but somehow it's not slippery underfoot. The sound of the rain pattering against the glossy black surface is almost deafening, but I can still hear the soft hum of the sigil etched into the temple's base, a glyph from the Cultes des Goules grimoire. A series of tendrils of what looks like ivy, but with a pulsing, almost liquid core, are snaking up the temple's pillars, somehow merging with the obsidian itself, like they're being absorbed.