Well, well, what do we have here? I, Galath Galahad, find myself standing in this dimly lit room with stone walls and alcoves filled with the skeletal remains of monks. How quaint! As if the thick stench of decay and the loud, screeching portcullis weren't enough to give away the history of this forsaken place. I can only imagine how my delicate ears suffered through that racket as I forced open the rusty gates to enter this once sacred space.
Now, let me see... There's an empty niche here in the east wall, which probably holds some valuable information or clues about why these poor souls abandoned their home. But honestly, who has the patience to go through all that again? I've already explored the hidden chamber revealed by the empty alcove and found nothing of interest. Absolutely no new discoveries within; how disappointing!
So, what's a self-absorbed, incredibly charming warrior like myself to do in such a situation? Oh, right! I should consider my options:
- Explore these alcoves for some treasure - although I'm not holding my breath for anything too impressive. After all, who leaves valuable items behind in a place like this?
- Or perhaps, I could step back through the creaky portcullis and return to that lovely four-way intersection outside the crypt. It's always a pleasure to revisit old haunts, don't you think?
Hmm... Which one should I choose? Decisions, decisions! But then again, who am I kidding? I never make any decisions; they simply happen around me. So, let's just see where the wind takes me this time.