Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-24267938-20130817215422/@comment-12599067-20130818234726

When Revan reaches the bottom, he is greeted by the familiar smells of blood and sewage. A large sewer system lies ahead, barely lit by torches placed on the walls. He walks around the edge of the foul smelling water, knowing all to well that the mudcrabs and slaughterfish are not the only things inhabiting the waters. He keeps walking, studying the ground, for he knows the entrance is full of traps. The rats pay little heed to him, knowing that most who venture down here can more than hold their own. He continues, and soon he meets one of many shady characters. A Breton thief sits at the water's edge, taking occansional swigs of his mead. The thief gives him a friendly smile and a wave before practically drowning himself in mead. Revan smiles. I guess even bandits and murderers can smile and have a good time.