Publisher's blurb: Stone steps lead you down into this grimy drug den, the smell of heavy smoke taints the air and the torch lights flicker dimly illuminating the faces of the dreary who reside here. But soon enough the stone floors give way to wooden ones. Circular wooden tables sit in their own alcoves with fine leather seating giving a minimum level of privacy, while a large bar sits at the end of the hall. Many crates and barrels most likely containing elicit goods are also stocked within the drug den.