The door to this dimly lit wing of the base is slightly off its hinges; from what you’ve heard of Ben, the inhabitant here, that seems fitting. As you step into the room you see cards piled everywhere. The stacks look like they could be Commander decks, but if they’re organised in any way you can’t tell. Around you is a wide assortment of cards, each stranger than the next.
There is movement ahead. Looking, you can see a figure talking to himself. You only make out snippets of his rant, but he sounds excited about something. The madman pauses, then turns and looks right at you, puzzled. After a moment his face lights up in greeting.
“A Visitor!” he cries out eagerly. “Come, we have much to discuss. Tell me, have you ever built a deck around this card…?”