As Naael moved inward, she would find things beginning to feel different, almost...heavier. As if something were weighing people down, a darkness that couldn't be seen, that could only be felt. And then she came to a large gateway, where once huge doors of steel and iron had been torn asunder. Beyond them was a vast chamber of bones and shattered armor, and the stench of the long dead filled the room, with a dozen exits from it. The ground was cratered and broken, and nothing moved among the old dead and ruined gatehouses. Here, something had happened, years before, but who knew what?