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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Whizbang Dustyboots" data-source="post: 3215085" data-attributes="member: 11760">The group of vigilantes head south down Salt Spray Street, toward the area Coraithe Whitetree haunts in death and where she lived and worked in life. The street is close enough to the cliff face that most of the rain no longer hits them directly, only gusting in occasionally from various angles. The sky is still almost black, and the streets and alleys are dark as the group picks their way through puddles and across the slick wet sand of the streets.In life, Coraithe lived in a hovel that was a sealed-off part of a larger building, the Ten Bells tavern and inn. Her after-death appearances scared off much of the clientelle of the Ten Bells and the tavern eventually went out of business. Grant recalls hearing that the tavernkeeper vanished, leading some at the time to wonder if he had been Longcoat.Salt Spray Street eventually dead ends into the back of a warehouse, with alleys leading north and south off the last east-west bit of the street. The back of the Ten Bells (and Coraithe's hovel) is said to be down the south alley, which extends past a small tavern. To the north, the alley curves out of sight, with a bakery filling the corner shop.The entire area is almost black, however: The streetlights at this end of Salt Spray Street  have long-ago been vandalized, leaving just splintered posts sticking out of the sand.A large woman huddles against the wall outside the tavern, nursing the stub of a cigar and shivering in the cold. Through the gloom, she looks up and grins lewdly when she sees the group approach.</blockquote>

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