There was no time to tarry in the Grand Souk, so after a quick walk-through, the group continued on, travelling along the High Street closest to the city wall. They passed two of the three gates (the third gate, leading to the Old City, was already behind them, being beyond the Grand Souk). The first they passed led to Malar's Throat, a slum built along both sides (and the bottom of) a great ravine.
As they passed that gate on their right, on their left, the land rose in one of the city's four largest hills. On the top of this hill was the Grand Coliseum. The roar of the crowd could be heard watching some spectacle, as the day's show came toward its final bouts. Urchins gathered to beg and steal from the masses that would soon let out as the show ended with the day's light. Here, miss Imogen gathered a small throng.
Not long after, the group passed the Thundering Lizard, which helped them to get their barrings. The 'Lizard was, in many ways, more luxurious than the Inns of the Sword Coast, larger than most, with more servants. But here it was considered an inexpensive and raucous place. Across the High Street from the Inn was the gate that led to the Tiryki Anchorage - a slum of sailors, fisher-folk, riverfolk, dockworkers, animal trainers, and smugglers. This was where the group was going, but not by the gate.
The Inn and the Gate, were at the edge of an area known as the Red Bazaar, where Unlike the Grand Souk, which dealt in durable goods and luxury items, the Red Bazaar dealt in everyday needs: locally produced meat, vegetables, tropical fruit, light tropical clothing, insect repellent, rain catchers, and other household goods. As the group passed by, the shops were closing for the day. The group passed this area by.
The High Street wound around the base of Mount Sibasa, and the last of the day's light could be seen glinting of the domed roof of the Hall of Gold (temple of Waukeen), which dominated the peak. The urchins skipped along, wondering where these strange foreigners were taking them, and if the task would be worth the coin. Finally they came to the cliffs of the far east-side of the city. Here, overlooking the wider Bay of Chult, was the Dye Works, now closed for the day. The Chultan love for bright colours made this a large operation, and the rocks below the cliff were perpetually stained bright orange, blue, red, green, and yellow, as the workers cast their spent dye-baths off of the cliffs to the sea.
Here, somewhere down a lane between Dye-buildings, was the entrance to the Serpent's Coils. The tunnels would lead under the city walls to an 'unused' hut by the docks of the Tiryki Anchorage. Miss Imogen sent her pack of urchins to look, and they came running back, saying they were chased out by two armed men. No - three, a child said - another was hiding behind some hanging, drying cloth on a balcony over the lane. One of the children smiled gap-toothed and held up a small, iron key.
