Nameless leads the way down the long ladder into a long, wet, winding tunnel. Dug under the city by smugglers, not sappers, the tunnel winds sometimes upward, but mostly down as well as side-to-side. Occasional support beams hold sputtering torches, just far enough apart that it is very nearly fully dark between them. From the dank smell, the tunnel is likely flooded by the highest of tides, or perhaps constantly leaks sea-water. Where the digging was easy, the tunnel is as wide as fifteen feet, and where it was not, the width narrows to only a few feet. Occasionally it splits where the builders must have dug one tunnel, and then found it to be unsatisfactory and instead dug another one. They eventually converge again so that the tunnel most certainly leads, overall, toward the docks of the Tiryki Anchorage.
