Running west, it allows inconspicuous access to the main mountain trail. It is named for a notorious apothecary who flourished (if that’s the word) in Waterdeep some 60 winters ago. He was a poison-crafter, and buried his victims by night, lifting the stones of this alley to place them underneath and carrying away the dirt left over in his cart. After he was discovered at it and slain, the Watch uncovered over 80 bodies under these flagstones, and searched diligently to be sure they missed none. It’s an old Waterdhavian joke to refer to Asmagh as “the Ambassador” because, they say ‘He welcomed so many folk to the City. (“the City” to a citizen of Waterdeep, means the City of the Dead). Today, this long way is crowded with delivery crates, barrels, scattered garbage, and rats. Thugs sometimes mug folk here on the darker nights, trusting to the length of the alley to run down prey.
As Bordane Agundar enjoys an encounter with his sexual and martial equal- in the sensual form of Lady Cherillyn Anteos and the imposing Damian unexpectedly but eagerly collects on a flirtatious challenge from Fejyelsae.
Tauron Tarm yields to the sly romantic challenges from the Luck Rider, Heilean and Eva along with Griffith converse on the subject of ‘finding’ Mask and how to make his deity a factor in regards to the three undead sentinels from the dungeons.
The remaining four; Chadwick, Wayne, Eden and Briar travel with the sea-hag’s head and the two salvaged vials to Briar’s father, Huld Bellabranta at the griffon stables.
And the questions remain. What is in the vials? Why the griffons? What with the involvement of clerics of Malar and gladiators from the Brokengulf’s Field of Triumph? And are Hell Hounds loose in the city? Again?