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# Tekrissal

Dead desert city with death lurking everywhere

Story
The desert wind howled through the canyon, carrying with it sand that hissed against the rose-red walls. The faÃ§ades of Tekrissal loomed like silent giants, columns and statues staring down from the cliffs, their eyes long since worn smooth.
A group of scavengers crept between the shadowed walls, their torches flickering against the carved stone. Gold glimmered faintly in the sand-beads, broken chains, a sign of riches still buried deeper within.
Then came the sound.
A sharp click, like stone striking stone. Then another, and another, echoing from the hollow tombs. The scavengers froze. From the darkness of a shattered arch, something crawled. Its chitin gleamed, cracked but strong, its mandibles grinding together in a terrible rhythm. More shapes moved in the shadows, claws scraping rock, the sound building into a rattling chorus.
The bravest scavenger lifted his spear. The creatures surged.
Torches fell, gold was forgotten, and the canyon filled once more with screams that mingled with the endless clicking of the hive-born beasts. Above it all, the carved gods of Tekrissal gazed down in silence, their stone faces streaked with centuries of sand, as if still bearing witness to their people's fall.

The ruins of Tekrissal

# Description

## The Fallen City of Tekrissal

Carved into the cliffs of a sun-scorched canyon, Tekrissal, or Rock Home was once the jewel of the desert. Its rose-red walls shone in the evening light, its water channels fed hidden gardens, and its markets bustled with caravans from every corner of the sands. Palaces, shrines, and tombs were carved directly into the rock face, each more elaborate than the last, a testament to centuries of wealth and craft.

But Tekrissal's glory ended in blood.

Many hundred years ago, from the shadowed tunnel in the mountains, the insects came. Not a swarm, but a queen-to-be, fled from her crater prison with loyal workers and eggs swelling inside her. Her mind was her own, as the transformation to queen had started, unlike the hive-bound kin she had abandoned. When she found Tekrissal, she knew it to be rich prey. By the time the humans realized what had come for them, it was too late. The hive spread through the canyon like fire. The citizens were slaughtered, their temples desecrated, their gold forgotten under layers of insect resin.

## The Broken Hive

But the new Queen was not destined to reign long. Legends say the last defenders of Tekrissal hurled curses into her body as they fell, or perhaps the desert gods themselves struck her for the crime of slaughter. She sickened, her shell growing pale and soft, her breath fouling the hive's song. She died in her cavern-throne, leaving no successor.

With her gone, the hive unraveled. The castes dissolved into hunger and madness. The insects reverted into beasts, guided by instinct alone. They still cling to the broken streets and hollowed palaces, nesting in crypts and tunnels, hunting anything that stirs.

## The Ruins Today

Now Tekrissal is a ruin of red stone and gold dust. Its faÃ§ades still rise from the canyon walls, columns cracked but proud, statues half-buried in sand. The treasure of the kingdom still lies within: chests of silver and gems hidden in tombs, mosaics glittering beneath centuries of dust, ceremonial blades and jeweled goblets untouched by time.

But to reach them, one must face the guardians. The hive-beasts crawl the ruins, mindless yet deadly, with claws like daggers and mandibles sharp enough to shear steel. At night their chittering fills the canyon like the whisper of bones.

## Possible Secrets

### The Dead Queen

Some say the Queen's corpse still lies in her cavern throne, mummified by the desert, surrounded by fossilized eggs. Maybe her body may hold the key to controlling or destroying the crater hive itself.

### Lost Magic

In the lowest tombs, murals depict Tekrissal's priests summoning fire from the desert sky. Perhaps it was their magic that felled the Queen. If so, traces of it might linger still.

### The Way Back

A hidden passage, half-collapsed, is said to lead from the mountains near Tekrissal back toward the crater hive.

### The Hybrid Children

Sailors passing the coast whisper of pale children glimpsed on the cliff walls, more insect than human, as if some trace of the Queen's blood has mixed with human blood.

## Adventure Hooks

### The Queen's Corpse

A wealthy scholar hires the party to bring back a fragment of the dead Queen's husk, believing it can be used in mighty magic rituals. But the corpse lies deep in her cavern-throne, swarming with hive-beasts that nest in her bones.

### The Desert Fire

Old murals show Tekrissal's priests calling fire down from the heavens to burn their foes. A wandering sage believes this was no spell but a weapon hidden beneath the city. If uncovered, it could change the balance of power in the desert.

### The Treasure Tomb

Rumor spreads of a hidden chamber filled with gold and jeweled idols, sealed behind a carved stone door. Unfortunately, the door is now the nesting ground of a colony of insect-beasts that strike at anything that moves.

### The Half-Blood Child

A sailor claims to have seen a pale, insect-eyed child watching him from a cliff on the coast. A cult now seeks to capture one of these children, believing it to be the key to summoning a new Queen.

### The Sealed Passage

Deep within Tekrissal lies the collapsed tunnel that once led back into the crater. Scholars of the Great Empire believe reopening it would give them knowledge about what happened to Tekrissal, and a way to plunder the ruins.

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