Ah, finally, some room to breathe. I step into this large, dimly lit chamber, my darkvision piercing through the gloom. The stone walls are adorned with alcoves, each one a grim reminder of the past as they contain the skeletal remains and desiccated corpses of monks. How quaint, let's see if there's anything worthwhile amongst these decaying relics.
The smell of decay fills the air, thick with the weight of history and mystery. I can't help but feel a certain thrill as I ponder the stories these bones could tell. The empty alcove in the east wall catches my eye; perhaps it holds valuable information or clues regarding why these once pious individuals abandoned this sacred space.
Now, what shall I do next?