The trek to the Alley brings your group into the deepest and darkest parts of Wu Jian. It is a maze of corridors and ladders and ramps that seem to lead down into the very abyss itself. By the time you arrive on ground level, the light from the sun is filtered down by grates, debris, and the towering buildings over you.
To say Butcher Alley stinks would be an incredible understatement of epic proportions. Blood and salt tinge the air with the undeniable smell of rot. The closeness of the buildings and the smell are enough to make anyone feel uneasy, but when you see the dried gore covered denizens that roam between the shops and storefronts, you suppress the sensation to throw up. You know the Black Tides claim ownership of this area and they will be watching you. The Temple lies at the far end of the alley.