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You group up and exchange what you've learned. The ten of you pass by the inn, bathhouse and the merchant's forum. As you approach the East gate, you realise the doors are open and the portcullis raised. Two guards patrol the walkway above, and a muscular woman in platemail eyes you up as you approach.

"Halt. Sheath your weapons and state your names and purpose for coming here." She says curtly, a was tablet in hand.