The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, water cascades down a massive, ancient waterfall, creating a misty veil that shrouds the area in a perpetual twilight, despite the pale yellow sun being directly overhead. The air's heavy with the smell of damp earth and moss, and I can feel the humidity settling on my skin as the mist wraps around me. Like, this massive stone door covered in intricate runes - somehow etched into what looks like pure obsidian - is slowly creaking open behind the waterfall, revealing a cave system that seems to be pulling the mist in like it's breathing. The door's got an inscription that reads "Pleroma Elyria"...