The next morning finds the city slowly beginning to pull itself back together. The ripts are slowly drawing to a close, leaving bodies in the street and rubble where buildings were torched or collapsed. There are fewer people out and about than usual.

The House of Roses is a small brothel tucked away not too far from the river. The awnings are silver and rich blue stripes. The building is made of wood, from the forests of Darkmoon Vale more than likely. A rose is emblazoned on the wall in crimson, and the windows are curtained.