A rank maze of sewers that lie below the tower. They course with filthy ooze from the experiments of the mad king. Rats patrol its smelly walkways. Bones of treasure seekers lie riddled across the walkways, nibbled clean by the fat rats.
Tower Sewers, Inside Tower
mad king
treasure seekers
Our little band of "treasure seekers" has heard that the men will be gone from the little village nearby. There will only be a few guards left, so we should be able to rob them with impunity. Sometimes some of us have pangs of guilt, but it doesn't last long when there's silver in our hands.
My king, what are you doing down here in this filth? Filth? These are riches! See the treasures I'm smearing all over me? They smell like.... like gold! Here i'll take that than. You look rich enough. Would you like some of this, too? You'll be rich! Rich, I tell you! No sir, I am not particuliarly fond of those riches. Here's my royal scepter! It's worth millions! That is a beautiful piece my king. You take it! I got it just for you! ...Thanks. How long have you been down here? Oh, a few nights, I think. See that rat? It's my friend. I named him Egon. I do see him. he seems about as happy as you. Yes, yes! He is, he is!