A twisted and burnt door to a small storage area was being kicked repeatedly from the inside. The sealant on the door’s edge had melted, essentially gluing it shut. After a half-dozen futile kicks, the room’s occupant lost patience. Razor sharp claws poked through the thin metal and shredded the door until a there was a hole large enough for Milo to emerge. He was glad to have put on his protective gear. The air was smoky and foul, the one working fan having trouble clearing it out. From the half-plugged Bore Hole came a thin stream of smoke.Milo had waited until the metal of door could be touched without pain before exiting. His mood matched the air around him: foul and dark. This was his fault. His clever traps had been too clever. He'd been focused on killing the snake, certain that the precautions he’d taken would keep the fires raging down below away from the engineering complex.

He'd been wrong. Now he wondered if anyone had lived. He called out to the room and got a surprising response.

Status: Deep Rock Engineers Guild. Guild master: Milo Tallsqueak

Current Members: 63

Active Members: 1

Inactive Members: 17

Injured and Dying Members: 45

Current jobs: 0

Current repairs needed: 92%

Current unassigned benefits: 1