Deus Asmoth's Tome, Granite 305
Nashonshash. Such an ugly name. My master and I have been trapped here more than a year now. Well, I say 'trapped', but it's hard to complain about a place that granted you immortality. Once I thought I would only live on through my (admittedly praiseworthy, though I do say so myself) works, but now I have an eternity to catalogue all the beauty in the world. Even as I look around right now, I'm enthralled by the majesty of... a disembodied head repeatedly biting Niner...
Ok, so the place could use some work. Master Liwalaci disapproves, of course, but the voices tell me that he's only angry that I have gained immortality when he wanted to be the only one to live forever. I've heard them ever since reading the book, and how could things that whisper so beautifully ever lie? I must be careful around him. He's jealous and paranoid. Who knows what he might do in his fear and rage? Besides, I don't need a master. I have eternity to hone my craft.
The first thing we shall have to do in order to improve the mood of the residents is obvious; clean up the corpses build extravagant temples to every single one of the gods! Surely once they have somewhere better than a hallway to worship, they will be much happier. Some of the locals have said there's a perfectly serviceable room already dug out, but there's nowhere near enough magma to be a proper place of worship. We must dig deeper!