ClockworkEclipse's Lair

Across from the Hall, as if formed in opposition to the representatives you just left, is a strange building of intricately carved obsidian. Within lies a structure very much like the Hall, with one stark difference: the decor. The rooms and offices are marked with a language you don't quite understand, and you swear you can hear a whisper or two from the shadows just beyond your vision. A veil welcomes you to Sailuma's sect of the Profane Pantheon, where new gods are eager to gain new devotees.