Ferric waved goodbye to you as the group left the shop, with Shortfang returning the net. He seemed a bit sad but you and Pylia assured him so he would figure something out later. It was morning now and things looked as busy as they ever did. There was hustle and bustle in the streets, a few guards on patrol, and occasionally a stray animal. Things seemed pretty peaceful.

“Well, we didn’t find Shor here. I guess we can just... Do whatever? Investigate Elysium? Did Ferric give you some work to do?” Pylia asked. In the distance a bell rang nine times.