Slowly but surely the group, now bordering on forty men, make their way into the sewers once more. Finding the shaft that leads down into the river of filth that flows beneath the city is easy for Taran, and walking with the current down towards the lake is an uneventful, if not disturbing, hike.
The lake itself is putrid, the rank smell that you experianced on your last visit is worse than ever. That is the least of the groups problems though. When the companions left the underground complex, they only brought two boats back across the lake with them, leaving the others across on the pier.
Now with nearly forty men to transport, and only two six-man boats, a new problem has presented itself.
The lake itself is putrid, the rank smell that you experianced on your last visit is worse than ever. That is the least of the groups problems though. When the companions left the underground complex, they only brought two boats back across the lake with them, leaving the others across on the pier.
Now with nearly forty men to transport, and only two six-man boats, a new problem has presented itself.
