Deep-down under dirt, the Warren-Crypt is big-big and strong! Built-dug by many-many claws, it has twisty tunnels, tight burrows, and lots-lots of good stuff, yes-yes. It’s home to Clan Thraknaw, the best-strongest clan of all.
In the middle-center, there’s breeding pits, full of stinky-stinky meat-rats! Always more-more rats, always ready for fighting or digging or dying. The pits are small-tiny, but they make lots of rats quick-fast, so it’s good-good.
The warpstone forges, they are so hum-buzzy, always making shiny tools and stab-stab weapons, yes! Smells awful-bad, but that’s how you know they work, yes-yes. Also, plague-rats run all over, spreading sickness-disease to mess up the dumb surface-things.
The Warren-Crypt isn’t big-big (yet!), but it’s full-full of plans and schemes. Always digging-growing, getting closer to the dumb-fools in the town above! One day, soon-soon, Clan Thraknaw will rise up, take-take everything. Then, everyone will know we’re the great-great, yes-yes.