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- Water flows through our city, from untainted sources in the high places
- and down through the mighty aqueducts that we built to sustain us.
- And the sewers carry away the waste from the city,
- washing it away in a torrent of pure clean water.
- Slave, you have been chosen to maintain those sewers.
- To sweep away the debris and creatures which gather in the foul-smelling darkness.
- Be honored, bounded one, and be wary.
- Strange things grow in the gloom of those tunnels.
Location[]
The Dregs ( -140500 218100 -18583 )