Thankfully, the passage seems angled slightly uphill, for you soon tramp out of the mist and water, and tread the dry cobbles of a broad avenue.
The kobold scuttles ahead as quickly as its short legs will carry it, checking over its shoulder now and then to see Mot is still following. Despite the dark and treacherous passage, it is not too difficult to keep up.
It becomes apparent that the passage is one of a parallel pair, each 10ft wide, and separated only by a long series of wide arches. Loose cobbles, rocks and old bones litter the causeway, and there is the foul stink of unclean habitation in the air.
You travel the first score yards briskly, before a new chamber comes dimly into view ahead.
"Theyz here!" yaps the kobold over its should to Mot...
the Elf Medium (MV 12", AC 9, HD 1, hp 1/1, AL N) great cloak, lantern
; spells: color spray; scrolls: sleep, sleep, charm person
Hirelings: Georges; torch