In a dead end room on my second floor as far away from my Core as possible was where I experimented with unknown Runes. I lovingly thought of it as the ‘horrible failure with a few successes room’. Long name, amazing results. Over time, if I had been unable to repair the stone in there, there would only be a smoking, simmering room full of molten rock and odd noises. It seemed that poorly made Runes tended to explode. Who knew, right? That was one of the… nicer effects.
