The Architect's Forgotten Vault

Deep within the lightless corridors, a crumbling wall gives way to a small sanctuary. The air here is dry and smells of old parchment. On a stone table sits a heavy coffer and a few choice items neatly arranged, likely the emergency supplies of a long-dead caretaker. The party has stumbled upon a wealth that survived the passage of time and the scavenging of lesser monsters.