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.
Who am I ? Who are YOU? I frequent this place  in an attempt to ~ahem~ help people rid of their coin. rid of their coin?  GIVE ME COIN!  Donate to your KING! MY king? You seem to be the king of rats! How about you give me your coin! I'm king in the filth as well as the city!  I'm taking everything that's yours, cause its mine! I, along with my band of thieves here will be the new "kings of the city" after we deal with you. Old fool. I was taught to fight by my insane grandmother with one ear!  You stand no chance pesant! You are not the king of this city, just some old foorl playing with rats. I need not waste my time on you. I came for coin, not entertainment.  ha!  Apologize, or I'll command the rats to tackle you! Just.... listen. Join us in our quest for coin. We will cut you in equally, but you must help us. Since you are "king" I assume you know who has the gold. Show us who it is and help us remove it from them. How about rather than joining quests, you take out a rag and shine my big toe, servant! You truly are insane and pathetic. You say you are a king yet you live in the sewer? hey!  I'm just checking up on my homeless, rat, and alligator servants!