There is no treasure to be found here. All you see is filth. Dirty murky water and fumes rising from it burns your eyes. You see animals roaming around. Are they small dogs? No they are rodents, big rats. They glisten with the filth they are covered with. It is dark and difficult to see much else.
sewer entrance, Inside Tower
spider
a rat chews on a dropped hymnbook
I stick to the edge, nose up and ready for any morsels that may drop my way. Or sometimes they don't, but I often don't know until my jaws are upon it. A hunk of moldy crust, the edge of a dropped hymnbook, it is all fair game.
My 8 legged compatriot, I cannot fathom why you'd be so rude. We are all filth in this dank sewer, you included. Ah, I didn't realize you sewer rats were so sensitive.  *Smoothing down the mangy nap of my fur* And I didn't know you arachnids were so obtuse.  And what do we say of the snakes? Slithery-Keith is one of my best friends. I'll tolerate no ill spoken of them. Well, slithery- keith does appear to be more my style. None of that mangy fur you carry god know's what in. I suppose so. You are two slinky shiny peas in a pod. I can't imagine where you keep your snacks though. *pulls out a moldy crumb from a tufted bit of fur* Well, I eat when I can. Snacking is for the more..erm..rotund.  I like to keep extra energy reserves for the lean times. *rubs belly* Rat, you are disgusting. But you're alright. I wonder, may I climb aboard your wretched body and travel with you awhile? These sewers do get awfully lonely. If you can hold that waggling tongue of yours long enough to cease your spew of insults... I'll allow it. I admit these dark tunnels are not as homey as the used to be. I'll do my best. But please, do stop looking at me like that.