Act 1, Scene 2 - The Arvenius files
Rich with their new information, the unlikely pair left the Mage's Guild in the last rays of the sunset. All around them, citizens and guards were lighting torches and lanterns to fend off the creeping darkness, and in the back alleys of Mudbank and everywhere else, cutpurses, burglars and other scum were sharpening their knives and sorting their lockpicks. Fortunately, the City Watch kept both its vigilant eyes open, protecting the wealthy inhabitants of Blueside, and if they had nothing better to do, the simple folks of Greenside as well. The coppers rarely set foot in Mudbank.
In the twilight's near empty streets, Kraelix and Winnk made their way to the Fighter's Guild, an imposing, massive three-storey mansion of grey stone flying the banners of Leyawiin as well as a standard depicting a red sword and shield on a white background. A pair of youngsters clad from head to toe in shiny steel armor crossed their halberds to bar the double oak doors as they approached, but a few words and a flashing of the recommendation letter made them give way again. One of the guards escorted the two investigators through a spartan entrance hall, a simple, undecorated square room serving as the focal point of a handful of corridors and stone stairways, and let them to the left towards a dining hall. The comfortable room sported a variety of ornamental weapons and tapestries on its cold stone walls, and dozens of candles lit every nook and cranny. Two dozens of men and women of nearly every age and origin were enjoying a hearty meal of meats, fish, soup, shells and braised roots, drinking thick red wine and chatting merrily. The guard pointed them to a square-jawed man in his early thirties, his blond hair and beard kept short and neat, dressed in a fashionable surcoat bearing the arms of the Arvenius family.
"Envoys from His Highness the Duke, and the Mage's Guild?" he called over and gestured to a pair of empty chairs nearby. "We are honoured to receive such admirable guests. Please, have a seat, a plate and a cup. My name is Gerbrandt Arvenius, rank of Warder. How can I be of help?"
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