I move through the bowels of the Underworld trading network tunnels as a shadow beneath one of the less than savory areas of the city above, blending into the dark castings of rundown buildings. The stench is one of filth, decay, sewage, blood, and grime. Nothing less than nefarious ever happens in this hidden world full of crime and death. This is the place where the scum of the world is disposed of and forgotten, not nearly suitable enough to be welcomed amongst “regular” civilization, noble lords and ladies, and royalty in the cities above. This is societies’ answer for punishing those who commit crime above, a phase worse than death, a literal hell. Guards posture at entrances within each city to ensure none of the trash they dispose of comes crawling back out. The only people allowed in and out are merchants and their horse-drawn carriages to trade, buy, and sell goods with the scum of the earth, the only real spread of economy in this asshole-of-the-Earth. This “glorious haven”
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