  The Sun Sages are gone. A demonic force fell upon them and seized their temples, hoarding all the sun-magic they had gathered for itself. That hoard still waits within, and a bold magician may carry it out as a Tome of Heliomancy or of Infernality.<~><~>  At the foot of each ziggurat stands a sacrificial altar of three stones. Give it what it asks and the sealed door, where its heart resides, grinds open. Beyond lies a maze of narrow halls, some hiding a reward behind a false wall, others hiding only a trap set for the greedy. Step lightly, and trust no corridor that looks too easy.
