These wide stone tunnels twist and bend in a labyrinthine fashion. Lit

at irregular intervals by sputtering torches, they are difficult to

navigate as the shadows dancing in every corner mask openings and

turns. The stench of uncleanliness and spoiled meat fills the tunnels,

causing you to gag slightly. In the north wall stands and impressive

wooden door at least ten feet high, and engraved upon its face are a

series of crude, jagged symbols.