Eldarin ran down the main street, past a tavern and some homes with dimly lit windows, the guards following behind as their footsteps made wet slapping sounds in the mud. As he ran, he could see a t junction up ahead. There was a left and right street he could continue running down. To the left was a more prosperous looking district with newer houses and lit lamps. The other way was a little more ramshackle and slum like in nature, dark corners creeping up.