Room 7/3 sits across a large gap, with long planks in the hallway outside acting as the only way across... when set-up. Inside, the room acts as a prison for the rare folk the Tower Cords take captive. Right now, the room plays home to a teenage goblin girl who belongs to Circle Green. The young woman insists she's not a prisoner, and instead is spying for Birdie Blanc.

The girl is concerned for a missing Tower Cord who used to guard the prison and chat with her. The Cord went up the Tower, fortune hunting, and hasn't returned. If adventurers can rescue the Cord, or at least find out what happened to them, the girl will teach them a song and a dance.

The door to room 7/2 is barred from the outside hallway. Inside, the room is a partially collapsed lab sized for giants. Step stools and ladders are built into parts of the room to allow smaller races to move about. A large table is precariously perched on the collapsing floor, ready to tip over and crash into the roof of Twinkle Bitterberry's home well below.

A large, brass barrel filled with peculiar holes moves about the room, animated by a water elemental bound inside it. The elemental slides ribbons of water out of slats in the brass body. It is aggressive and attacks any intruders it notices before moving back to eternally cleaning the remains of the lab.

A similar, smaller barrel sits on a cabinet. This is large enough to bind a water sprite, if one were cruel.

Room 7/1 is hotter than the surrounding rooms, and only the open walls and space of the room mitigate it. A kitchen is built into the southwest corner, with a grill on a platform outside. A large, giant-sized reservoir of water is on the east wall. Climbing a stepladder to the top reveals it to be ever-full of hot water that doesn't overflow. Clothes lines dot the room and a bath is curtained off in the center.

In the northwest corner are a series of latrines or toilets; anything placed inside either is disintegrated or teleported away, and no Cord has volunteered to step-in and find out.

The western wall opens to a platform and a set of stairs that climb up to room 6/25.

A single Tower Cord seems devoted to cooking while another is bathing in the center. One or more Cords might idle about, but most retreat to the relative cool of other rooms.

Room 6/30 is a mess of curtains and hastily constructed walls that create cubbies filled with hammocks, cots, dressers, and crates. The air is filled with the quiet chatter and the occasional snore of Tower Cords.