Turnstone casts a glance at Jinx, not at her horns but at the caravan company tags she wears on her shoulders. His nervous tic of playing with his bauble stops and he seems increasingly confident when he looks past her at Enoch. Turnstone's hand instead begins stroking his well-groomed beard and his eyes take on a bold gleam. His gaze meets hers and he gives a nod with a satisfied smile crossing his face.<br/><br/><strong>"Five experienced adventurers? That should work fairly well to clean out whatever's gone awry in the sewers."</strong>Turnstone pulls out a scroll and unrolls it, revealing it to be a map of Waterdeep's sewer system. He marks a few areas with charcoal, explaining<strong>"These are the places where my men reported feeling watched. They're not too far from here, and they're in relatively dry sections of the sewer, only a few inches of sewage at the deepest points."</strong><br/><br/>Turnstone says "a few inches of sewage" as if he were talking about a harmless spring shower or a shallow mud puddle, rather than a few thousand gallons of human and animal excrement and rotting refuse mixed with the runoff of the city's streets in this heavy rainstorm, to say nothing of the creatures that call the sewer home on a good day and the new inhabitants that have been frightening the city's plumbers.<br/><br/>He meets Sara's gaze to answer her question.<strong>"Yes, they say they felt as though something were watching them from just beyond the light of their lanterns, and then that something was moving rather slowly through the water, well, sewage. My men are experienced, and they know the sound of scurrying rats or even the occasional odd fish that swims up from the harbor, but this was nothing they recognized. They did mention that the sound this creature made was fairly similar to something shuffling its feet slowly through the water. You can do with that information what you will, I never heard the creature myself."</strong>