The City of Almask
Epineh thought for a minute as looked over an authentic manifest. Casting a few bits of magic, some prestidigitation and such, she managed to write up a fake manifest. It had several things on it. A shipment of weapons and armour as well as a few of her older fancy dresses to be auctioned off.
"That should do it!" she said. "Can I see what the guild hall looks like? Oh! And do you have any suspects already?"
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