The Warden's Three Signs
You find a circular stone door set into a wall of dark basalt, its surface cool and faintly damp. Three waist-high rings sit in a brass frame at its center, each carved with a sun, a wave, a mountain, and an empty circle. A worn plaque and a sunrise relief flank the lock. Blue light pulses softly through the door's hairline seam, while each turn of a ring sends a low chime through the chamber and stirs the dust at your feet.