Location: Temple Sewer, 1 hour 15 minutes to Nightfall
Udit climbs in to the brick water tunnel, checking carefully for traps. Satisfied that there are none, Udit makes his way to the T-junction. To the right, the tunnel goes ten feet, and then up, water cascading down, impassable, from some unknown source (presumably originating with the river). To the left, the tunnel continues gradually downward, the water flowing along beyond the torchlight.
Ten feet above him, through a rusty steel grate, Udit can see the constant light of oil lanterns, and he can hear voices:
"Come, gentlemen, you can spare a fellow a bit of that lizard, can you not?" says a voice in an unusual accent.
"It's chicken. Listen to this guy, Ghus, he don't even know what a chicken is, does he?" says another voice, gruff and slow.
"I'm sure it tastes just like lizard, and a man in my position can't be choosy."
"Tha's right, pointy-ears." says a third voice, Ghus perhaps?, "You get nothin' unless we say so."
"You're very powerful, I am sure." says the first voice, disingenuously.
"Shaddup, all of you!" shouts a fourth voice, angrily. "I can't hear myself think. Let me take my turn in piece."
After a moment of grumbling, there is only the soft voices of a few men playing a time-wasting gambling game.