The tools went back into their velvet-lined case. The Terrain Brush, the Wall Needle, the Light Crystal, the Object Mirror, the Material Brush, and the Pattern Wheel. As she closed the lid, the undercroft sighed, settling back into silence.
Her apprentice, a nervous boy named Kael, finally spoke from the corner. “Master, the Baron wants a simple dungeon. A test of courage for his son. Why make the floor sigh when you walk on it?” dungeondraft tools
“Because,” she said, adjusting the scale so the asps were barely raised, “when the boy steps on them, he won’t see them. But his feet will feel the scales. His heart will race before his mind knows why. That is not a test of courage, Kael. That is a test of dread.” The tools went back into their velvet-lined case