Gordak knew he had reached his destination the moment he saw the hall. The bricks it was built of would not have been made easily by ordinary hands, but their creation would have been a simple task for a Functionary Blighted dedicated to construction. And it would not surprise Gordak if he learned later that the siren song echoing out from the hall and into the street has a Functionary dedicated to singing as its source.

Gordak doesn't enter the hall though. Interrupting whatever was going on in there wouldn't win him any friends. Instead he looks around outside for someone to speak to, ignoring the looks that the residents send his way. Eventually, Gordak finds a seemingly human resident who looked willing to converse. The man's ability to see through Gordak's façade of concern impresses Gordak enough to make him nod approvingly at the display of insight. As the man gets up and moves to the alley though, Gordak's eyes narrow at the thought of going somewhere secluded with a stranger.

Even so, Gordak follows the man. He does pause a moment at the mouth of the alleyway though, scanning its dim interior for any sign of danger. He is willing to pass this man's test of trust if that truly is what it is, but Gordak is not so naïve of the ways of city folk to not know how they set their ambushes. Gordak will enter the alleyway if nothing seems out of the ordinary. But if he sees any indication of a trap, he will remain at the alley's entrance.

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Gordak makes a Notice check of [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25395]8[/url] to spot signs of an ambush in the alleyway.
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