Today had been a good day. The sun had been shining, but it hadn't been too hot thanks to random clouds offering shade from time to time. Lynx had had quite an adventure, too. She had run into a group of Grey Guild employees who had been having trouble clearing away a big alligator from a sewer. They had lost some of their zombies already when she got there, and she offered them help for a small price. She was a hunter after all. After a few minutes of haggling the Guildmembers and Lynx had come to an agreement and now she was going home with a few more coins in her hand than before. Killing an already trapped animal was no trouble for a hunter such as she.

The road home took her over a bridge that she found especially beautiful. Two big statues holding out their hands towards each other stood at either end of it, giving passers-by something marvellous to look at while they walked. It was good that they were there, for the scene to the left and right of the bridge was anything but marvellous. It was here the slum called the Tail lay, and it wasn't pretty at all. Old, dark buildings full of mold and sickness. Lynx felt claustrophobic just thinking about it. And the water beneath the bridge didn't look very nice either.

When Lynx had come halfway across the bridge, something unexpected happened. There was a sharp cry of alarm ahead of her and when the masses parted Lynx found herself right in front of a huge carriage pulled by a lot of horses. She tried to get out of the way but was knocked over the railing of the bridge by one of the charging horses. She was so surprised she didn't even have time to scream before she fell into the water. The world became instantly dark, cold and wet. Lynx started panicking in the water, thrashing about, but soon managed to get to the surface. She gasped for air and splashed about in an attempt to stay afloat. Luckily for her she spotted a small wooden wharf close to her, and she swam to it through the murky water.

Heaving herself up onto the deck she looked up at the house attached to the wharf and saw it was some kind of inn or bar. Panting and slightly shivering she went inside to get herself dry and warm, and maybe get some new clothes. And to think the day had started out so good...