05-28-2020, 08:28 PM
Zwiche and the others cross the boundary into the dark and foul sewers of Waelass. It is of no surprise that the scent and sight of the trail are buried beneath the streaks of sewage in bottom of the passage. The party treads carefully and cognizant of the fact that with torches in hand they cannot evade the notice of anyone or anything lurking ahead. In a short time Zwiche leads the party to the first junction.