Monday, June 8, 2026
Level Zeta III (-1,0)
Here is a further map of my Redux dungeon–This is Level Zeta III (-1,0), a continuation of level Zeta III.
It is located directly north of Zeta III (0,0); here is them bolted together:
There’s not much to say about this map other than I had the idea and pretty quickly made it happen. I’m happy with most of it, thought the shading kind of falls apart near the top–this is the fault of the alcohol pens I’m using. It took me all of today to draw, which is the fastest I’ve done one of these. Perhaps some of that speed shows up as sloppiness in parts. A good way to spend a Sunday tho.
This map is a little less dense than my usual maps, although no less colossal. You might notice that it only has 5 rooms. A 5 room dungeon is incomplete without a key, so here is one:
The Palace of the Snail Men
(The name was coined by enthusiastic human explorers–of course, the Snail Men do not call it that. Nor do they call themselves “Snail Men”.)
The Snail Men are caretakers and denizens of the treasures here.
4-pointed star — The Shattered Egg Humperdinck
Humperdinck set up a wall, he did,
and clambered himself upon it.
But as he labored a shale-stone slid
and cracked poor Humperdink’s bonnet.
Pieces of the shell still tower 15”, althout all the yolk has long since been sucked dry. A pilgrimage spot for wry nobles and vagrant philosophers.
5-pointed star — Strands of Light
This room is webbed with strands of Pure Light, spun by the Great Spider Uxorlantha nearly 3500 years ago. The room is lightly bright, and one finds themselves full of airy thoughts here. Stealing strands of light is possible, but would be a great crime.
6-pointed star — The þ Toad
The þ Toad is spiky and grumpy and knows everything there is to know about slime and muck. Bring the þ Toad a sample of any kind of gross sludge and it will explain at length where it came from, who lived there, etc.
The þ Toad eats giant insects, but will make do with people in a pinch.
9HD, 6”, powerful tongue
7-pointed Star — Empty
An empty room is its own reward.
8-Pointed Star — Myocallix Machine
The machine is 50” tall and is constantly and thunderously motionless. The work it does is constant and overwhelming–one cannot stand to be in the room for more than a few minutes–but it is entirely unclear what it is doing. Lights flash on and off, but there is no product, no input controls. There are no vents, no screws, only monolithic steel and the sense that great work is being done.
Whatever it’s doing, it’s probably best not to try and put a stop to it.
