A slick black spiral stair ascends the twisted walls of this high tower. Spaced up the sides of the tower are small arrow slits and heavy doors leading to numerous rooms. The rooms that encircle the keep are simple dinning ares are storage rooms to torture suites. Yet, at the very top of this dark obelisk stands a heavy black door bound in iron. Behind it it the suite of the Dread Lord. A open and sprawling clutch of s well decorated sitting room, a modest bed chamber adorned in dark purples and black. Just off from the sitting room is a small library that holds the many books that Lord Bolton has accumulated in his unlife. The air of the room is crisp and clean from the many windows open to the desert air yet a cold terror hangs in each breath. As though the energy of this room's terrible lord were always stalking you.