Narrow lanes wind through precarious piles of rusted digging equipment and detritus. Gangs of Rhinophryn thugs lurk amid the shanty hovels of unhoused Anurans. They extort travellers passing in either direction demanding drugs, medicine, or poison. Resistance is met with violence but they are just as happy to collapse a pillar of garbage on unpaying victims. Save v. Breath to take half of 3d6 damage to anyone adjacent to the pillar. Occasionally in the distance, thugs can be heard yelling in fear: "It's nightfrog, he's come for us, get him!" If pressed the thugs are split, some say Nightfrog is a hallucination of drug-addled paranoia, others say he is a demon who feeds on suffering, still others claim he is a rival gangmember seeking vengeance for old grudges.