[The 'Toggish Barbecue]
Heavy timbers shore up the scorched roof and dozens of torches are stuffed into every available crevice of the chamber, flooding it with uneven orange light and voluminous smoke. Built into one wall is a massive barbecue grill, over which rests several spits of sizzling meat, though it does little to dispel the persistent chill. Littering the floor are the discarded stubs of burnt torches and gnawed bones.
You also see a bucket filled with tiny glass orbs, a crate filled with weapons, a charred dais with a couple of things on it, numerous ill-constructed barrels filled with naphtha, a rickety clothing rack with several things on it and a narrow passage.
Obvious exits: none.