From GhostQuartzGrey:

“From your many walks of life, you converge on a dingy, rain-drizzled facade on the corner of 6th and Waverly. As an ex-speakeasy would suggest, it was so innocuous that most of you nearly walked right past it: the only indication of the bar beneath was the shimmer of lilac light through street-level windows and a small appendix of a sign on that of the tailors that the building presented itself as.

You push through the bell-trapped door into a small lobby, through a quaint rust-red door seeing the frozen landscape of cloth and thread of the more reputable shop: the sting of smoke and booze immediately dissuades any such niceties of the quaint view, the faint purple reflections beckoning you down a flight off creaking, drink-wet stains that the soles of your shoes stick to more frequently than you care for.

You turn the corner at the foot of the stairs, the plank flooring no more comforting and no more quiet, though its incessant whines are dampened by the warbling of a jukebox and low, rough murmuring of the bar’s patrons.“

This map is the first of a short run campaign I’m running, set in the universe of Deadlock with a completely modified version of 5e to boot.