The cave stretches out into a mix of different colors that paint the walls. As one would descend further down they would notice the colors mixing and mashing together unnaturally. The fruity aroma in the air grows stronger and stronger until it becomes almost sickeningly sweet. More chanting could be heard as the man draws to a golden framed door. The door is a vibrant red not different in coloration from blood.
Robed Man: "Ah, I see my, rynbw, al'ukhua, have already begun the ritual. Please come and join us, bilanid wahid. Perhaps you will be enlightened and change your ways as well, altaaeun almajay."
The man would finally open the door to reveal a large circular room coated with the fluid from before. The smell in this room was so sweet that it would in fact be sickening and a group of robed men would be surrounding a circle made of a blood red paint.
They would be chanting as well with their hands clasped as if in prayer.
Robed Men: "Althana' ealaa qaws qazh wahid..."
