The Story

Jotna landed on a patch of relatively dry soil, escaping the worst of the filth in this place. She gingerly stepped out from the messier area and began to fish out a torch.

"Better down here than up there. Oof, some of y’all gonna need a shower after this."

With the light from Jotna's torch, it's easier to see where you've landed. The cave stretches beyond where the torchlight can reach. No other exits are visible.
At least the smell of a latrine has been somewhat masked by the smell of smoke coming from the torch and Keftar's now extinguished log.

You follow the tunnel for about half a mile and reach a T-junction where the water flows one way and a dry path greets you the other way. You can see that the way the water goes, the passage gets narrower. In the outside corner of the 'river' you can see a buildup of dark brown sludge. If you want to go that way you'll have to squeeze through and possibly leave large items behind.

As you stand at the junction, considering your options you can hear voices echoing through the halls. They are faint, but seem to be coming from the dry direction.

Which way do you go?

Merkari tosses her dice on the cavern floor and inspects the pattern. They are easy to read, but hard to understand. As usual, they don't give you a clear answer, but as you interpret them, two words come to mind. Unnatural and Opening. It seems this is all the information you are able to get from the dice.The scout

You walk ahead of the group, trying your best to stay hidden and the voices get louder with every few steps until you can hear the conversation more clearly. You hear a high-pitched woman's voice say "Well you paid me to help you get out, so I'm saying this is the way to go. If you'd rather go back and take your chances down in the water, be my guest." She sounds raspy and harsh.

A man's voice grumbles and you can hear shuffling and what sounds like small rocks scattering on the ground.

Borda

With the light from Jotna's torch dimmed, you can tell that up ahead there is also a light flickering and lighting up that end of the tunnel. You creep closer until you spot the tavern owner who is trying to squeeze his way through a narrow bit of tunnel. This is mostly an issue for him because of his size.

Next to him stand a woman with long grey unkempt hair. She is tapping her foot, seemingly annoyed that it's taking the man so long to do a simple task. Yet she makes no effort to help in any way. Her figure is slender, almost gaunt, and would likely slip her way down the narrow part easily.

They both haven't noticed you behind them in the shadows. What do you do?What are the others doing in the mean time?