For some hours now, you have travelled through the depths of the catacombs beneath The Dark City, great caves so cavernous that you cannot see walls or roof. The darkness, and the silence, would be enough to send many a man mad but you, battle hardened warriors to a man, have steeled yourself against the abyss and jouneyed on, following a steady stream of foul smelling water down towards the great doors that sealed The Terror's legacy, The Black, within the catacombs themselves. Deep within are twisted tunnels and chambers holding horrors no man can comprehend. But his Holiness, The White Emperor, has asked you to journey to the centre of The Black and retrieve Whitefang, the sword used to slay The Terror, so that he may himself use it to bring peace to the land.
The doors stand cut into a great stone wall seemingly made of one slab of black rock. It is ice cold and wet to touch, creaking and moaning quitely to itself as the darkness about it smothers everything else. The great double doors have a tableau etched into them - four great heroes in gleaming golden armour fight against an amorphous, sinsiter shadow that clings to the walls of The White City. Set amongst this is a star diamond, which crosses the tiny gap where the two doors meet and provides a faint gleam of light against the encroaching darkness. Inscribed below, in common, is:
"Here, The White City's downfall rests forever, as a testament to our weakness in a time needing courage and strength. May this door never be opened, for within lies an evil no man should need reckon again. As a penance for our failure, we who did not fall remain here, in body or in spirit, to see to it that The Terror never rises again".
The ground about the door is muddy and uneven. Staying in one place for too long sees any adventurer slowly sink into the mire.