Suitably fortified by breakfast (several breakfasts in Fyodor's case) the group sets out. Fyodor, Lukas, Magnus and Pieter all head north-east in the direction of the Neumarket while Harkrin breaks off to head south-east to the district known as the Wynd. Though he has little idea where Brokk Ranulfsson lives Klinka had overheard one of the gate guards mention the district that was home to most of Middenheim's dwarfs.
Fyodor, Lukas, Magnus and Pieter
The foursome travel through the bustling morning streets of the city. Gradually the middle class houses and businesses of the Westgate-Sudgarten area give way to grander edifices, more often built of stone or at least with stone foundations than half timbered. This is the Merchant District of Middenheim and if the great burghers of the City of the White Wolf cannot truly compete with the other great cities of the Empire - for all it's size and importance land locked Middenheim has never been a great trading centre - they do still have some money, even more pride and a resident population of excellent dwarfish stonemasons and engineers. The three and four story buildings with their shingled roofs and ornamental stonework speak of more importance than Lukas had ever seen.
The attire of the people in the streets has changed too. Southgate had been full of beggars and n'er do wells and what had been seen of Westgate spoke of pragmatic shirts for the men and dresses for the women. The Merchant District has men and women of fashion, in fur trimmed cloaks and gown. Even their servants and bodyguards (and Fyodor notices a few tough looking types eyeing the party as they pass) generally have uniforms.
At some point the foursome follows the street north, skirting a great green expanse - the Great Park of Middenheim - and towards a large square. This area looks more diverse than any you have yet seen with servants in livery carrying sedan chairs and rat catchers in rags all mingling together in a vast market. A veritable sea of stalls with gaily covered canvas roofs offer everything from swords to salt as the traders shout themselves hoarse trying to attract customers.
In among the tumult Magnus spots a crowd gathered around a statue of the Emperor Mandred. Here on a stout oaken post someone has thoughtfully hung a notice board for any and all to hang their notices upon.
Besides countless yellowing notices asking for applicants for scullery maids and stable boys there are a few parchment scrolls that catch the eye. Magnus reads them out for the benefit of the rest of the party:
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WANTED: GENTLEMEN AND LADIES OF COURAGE, INTELLIGENCE AND RESOURCEFULNESS FOR SCIENTIFIC EXPEDITION.
APPLY THE COLLEGIUM THEOLOGICA
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Missing,
Klaus König, 25, beloved fiance of Klara Lang of 31 Siegesstraße, Grafsmund.
Last seen in the Freiburg. Great reward promised!
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WANTED
Frieda Schäfer, 28, notorious charlatan and thief,
Reward - ten gold crowns dead, twenty gold crowns alive if she is presented to the Eastgate watch station.
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Learn the Mysteries of the East at the Feet of a Master!
The Great Magician Tang Wei once advisor to the Emperor of Cathay himself requires assistants!
Pay! Excitement! Travel Opportunities!
Apply the Cat and Swan Inn
OOC: There are many, many more notices but I'll need a Perception roll if you are looking for something in particular and a Gossip roll in case you want to ask anyone nearby if they know anything about the people making the offers (or named in them.)