The Madness of Men in a World of Monsters (D&D 5e IC)

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The Sewer Gate

"We understand. You are not the first to arrive with hangerons, servants, or food. You'll find the route down below is full of living folk. If you're on the up and up, you'll get your medallions and you'll have no fear of any of citizens of the this outpost. If you're not you'll be chewed down to the gristle. Either way, that's not my job. You can bring your cattle forward and come in. We were told to expect you." He gestures to his companion, and each of them moves to one side of the door and begins opening the gate. There are two more guards on the other side, likewise bearing no sign of undead.

There is a brief exchange between the guards in their native tongue, which Mal fully understands. "Servants of Pale Night. Here to meet with the the Lord of Bones. Escort them to the luxury box until we vet them. Make sure they're comfortable, and make sure no one gets more hunger than sense. And line up a good fight. We've got company." He ends his sentence with a salute and all of the darakhul saying "For Empire!", then waiting for your party to pass through.

The other side is a wooden grand stairwell heading down into the ground. There is a wooden ceiling that slopes downward, and on the other side of the wooden barrier Vargath can sense the weight of a crowd. But very few heartbeats. You can also hear a rain of stomps and a dull cheer. It resembles nothing more than an entrance to a major sporting event.