Chapter 6: Mantol-Derith

A couple days later, you are led to a tunnel leading to the Underdark. Well provisioned and with a sizable guard, you are sent off with a minimal amount of fanfare.

Accompanying you are: a Shield Guardian (under the command of Xeliss, five knights lent to you by Sir Strayl, a scout, a riding lizard for each of you, five guards and three rogues from the Lords' Alliance, as well as eight men from the Zhentarim, each of whom knows the way to Mantol-Derith.

Of special note among the group is a tiefling with a fine cloak and a lyre strapped to her back. She wears fine traveling clothes and wears a ring identifying her as a member of the Lords' Alliance.

Once the group is all gathered, Bruenor himself opens a well-guarded gate leading to the Underdark, "Good luck to ye," he says, reaching behind his shield as you pass, handing each of you a mug of ale as you pass, "Something to take the edge off," he says with a wink as you pass.

Once you are out and the gate is closed, you are in total darkness, but for the torches carried by some members of the group.

Sarith raises an eyebrow and looks pointedly at Mai'ngor, "And where would you be now if you hadn't made friends with this enemy?" he asks, indicating himself.

Sarith grins in response to Mai'ngor's words, but doesn't say anything to him.

As you make your way out of the well-known tunnels around Gauntlgrym, the group you are traveling with takes up defensive formations, knowing that to be caught off-guard in the Underdark is to die. Sarith moves away with a grin and a nod, becoming a shadow in the darkness, appearing only rarely to report on what he sees in the darkness.