Choose to go left

Turning to the left, you make your way down the corridor, and you can't be sure, but the floor seems to be sloping downward. This is confirmed when you suddenly splash into an inch of warm water. Great, the dungeon is flooded. It gets deeper as you progress, lapping over your ankles, swirling around your knees, until you find yourself forging along with the water at your waist. Wishing you had picked a different path, and perhaps a different profession, you pause to catch your breath - walking through deep water is exhausting - and hear something splash up ahead of you.

Moving cautiously, you continue forward, and are surprised to find a young man sitting in the water, hiding his face in his hands as he weeps bitterly. He is slender and lithe, his hair short and black, his skin tanned and sprinkled with large, black freckles. They look more like spots, actually. Is this supposed to be one of the sorcerer's 'horny pets'?