Noah Boivin

Hello Mate! Looks like you took quite the tumble there, hey! You weren’t looking where you were going and fell through the city’s sewer system. Sorry about the 80 meter fall into that pool of monkey-parrot feces and toilet water over there. Anyway, you’ll be down here for a while. Quite a while, really. How long have I been down here? I keep track of this actually! At least….. 5……. Blibits. Anyway, if you wanna survive down here, you gotta follow these simple rules. Uh….. Let’s See…. OH YES! The Crocodile Rats. They might be a problem for you. The size of a bus, the strength of a cannon and the brains of a cardboard box, these guys pack a punch and a half. They swim through the waters, not making a sound. Their teeth are like swords and their noses can pick up a scent from a mile away. Even the fur is sharp, that’s how I got these scars along me back. Anyway… You’ll be fine down here, just… try to survive young’un. Anyway; I best be off, I hear that one of the inner rings big wigs has fallen into section 7. I better get to him and his gold before the rats find ‘im. They do love their gold…