As the tiny wizard sounded off her paint spell, the tavern seemed to shake a bit as something seemed to be moving just beneath the floor boards. As the ringing sound died off, the tavern-goers grumbled before continuing their business of drinking, bragging, and arm wrestling. The barkeep pounded his fist against the bar. "Dammit, give a little warning next time" he groaned.

"The dungeon?" Vulthathar started "You're standing right on top of it. This man here actually hired SODE to do the pest control when he saw the door to a dungeon opening up right in his cellar."

"Yeah. Now the little rat problem I had is a big rat problem. They're huge! About the size of that girl's head" the barkeep babbled, nodding toward Alice. "Come over here" the barkeep opened the door behind him.

Through the door were a series of wooden steps, which turned back and into the cellar proper. Each step seemed creakier than the last. Closer to the bottom, the smell of rat feces being ever more present. The cellar itself seemed normal, however. Shelves were lined with different barrels and boxes presumably all containing some kind of alcohol. At the far left corner, however, was a wide opening lined with cobblestone brick which looked noticeably different from the wooden walls which lined the tavern's basement. An eerie green mist seemed to permeate from the entryway.