[This painting is fastened to a sign placed right next to the Last Stand, facing the stairwell up to the gates. Underneath it hangs a large note.]
Note People of Cave Town (or Sanctuary, though I find Cave Town is a much more fitting name)!This is the surface. It is very pretty when you see it for yourself. Some of you have never seen it before. Some of you (like me) grew up in it. You splashed and waded through cold autumn streams. You ran happily through golden summer fields. You stared up at Selune and the stars with awe. You picked an apple from a tree and bit into its crisp goodness. You heard the rustle and crunch of fallen leaves as you rode your pony to market. You felt the biting winds herald the year's first thunderstorm.
Why are you still here? This place is dull and dour. People who live here become sad and lose heart. This place is horrible. Monsters can be adventurous and exciting, but the things that lurk in these black caves are vicious and evil. This place is not home. We're not meant to live in a place like this, because our eyes are made for the sun and our lungs for fresh air (disregard this is you are a dark gnome or dark elf or dark dwarf or some other thing that likes stale old caves).
We are the SEEKERS! We will NEVER GIVE UP!
And you should not give up either. If you are new to Cave Town and wish to find your way back home, if you have been in Cave Town for a while and tire of dust and gloom, and even if you were born in Cave Town and have never seen the rays of the sun and wish to, come to the Seeker Hall. Come help us find the way back home. Come find WHAT AWAITS!
Padriac