The party enters into a cavernous underground which at one time likely represented a favorable meeting place in a more secretive section of Sandrypha. Once below, Tibby spots an assassin in the shadows, guarding a path set with fog and traps.
The party pushes through the traps, into a collection of backstabbing rogues and low level criminals that held the district in its grip. The bad guys are no match in a head on fight, though their leader kept them throwing themselves at the party attempting to turn them, unsuccessfully.
Most attackers lay in a pool of their blood, one step among the dead. One attacker retreats to the rear where the party descends where another stands before them, cloaked and calm.
“You are here for access to this wizard, and I may help you with such. It would behoove me to help as the enemy of my enemy, is my friend. And there are many enemies infecting this land.
“Others that came before you have lacked such constitution, though I believe you to have a chance. So, pay this man 50 gold for what trouble his enterprise has suffered, and I’ll grant you passage.
“My name is Aron and this portal I show you will heal as you pass through. It will also close directly after you pass so you’re not met with those about here now set to kill you, not for your small invasion, but for you arrival.”
He leads you to another room where a portal opens on the far wall. He then bids farewell with a nod and disappears.