(YBA) Drax in Wicht's Lair

[Wicht]

A panel near the top of the door slides open and a pair of very large eyes looks out at Drax.

"Yeah," says a deep voice, "Who is it?"

 

[Dalamar]

So this must be the 'rat' that the guy was talking about. Hope so...
"Painted is the word today."

 

[Wicht]

"Painted isn't the word today," complains the other upset, "That was the word a couple days ago. Today's word is Lizard Lips. Sorry, can't let you in without the right password."

 

[Dalamar]

"Okay: lizard's lips"

 

[Wicht]

"Oh, so you do know it, ok, c'mon in."

The door opens and beyond, Drax sees a giant, nearly twice as tall as he, holding the door open and smiling rather stupidly. The room beyond looks fairly small and there is another door on the other side.

 

[Dalamar]

Drax smiles back at the giant as he steps to the room and goes to open the other door.

 

[Wicht]

The other door leads into a much larger room, also of stone. It is roughly circular in shape. Across the room is another door, this one fairly big.

Sitting at a table, eating are two more giants. They scarcely give Drax a second glance.

 

[Dalamar]

How come here are so many giants? There's more people in this tomb than I saw in the Tomb of Wicht.
Drax moves to the next door and nods slightly at the giants as he passes them.

 

[Wicht]

Drax exits the other door and finds himself in the middle of a street. Looking behind him, he sees he just stepped out of a tall pillar that stretches high overhead to a cavernous roof of vast proportions. There are buildings lining the street, wall to wall, and people of all varieties are walking up and down it, talking, shouting and pushing. There are orcs, goblins, humans, trolls, an occassional giant and others. Several 'beings' are in robes of various colors, deep hoods hiding their faces.

A gentleman brushes by Drax and enters the pillar.

Taking it all in, Drax sees three other pillars in the distance, all at the corners of a vast invisible square, reaching to the ceiling. In the middle of the pillars a light of some sort shines brightly, illuminating the whole scene.

 

[Dalamar]

A city? The 'rat king' told me to come here and 'take out the garbage'. I just forgot to ask what or who is the garbage.
Drax raises his shoulders.
No point worrying about that now. I might just as well take a look around.

Drax starts walking around, looking for all places that might be of interest: bars, shops, anything.