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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Friday" data-source="post: 5268004" data-attributes="member: 90051">[sblock=Durzo]The bolts and long knife the woman was carrying are slick with something, not blood, but there is some sort of liquid coating on the bolts and blade.  These items and the knives would fetch a couple of Houses in the market, to the right buyer.[/sblock]As the midnight bell begins to ring, Candour leads you all past the ruined wall that marks the limits of Kindle.  The cobbled street has given way to a simple dirt track that blends into the plains to the east of the city.  The houses here are more like ramshackle huts, hastily built it seems but left in place by the residents.  The Plainsview District is aptly named, as the Rhivi Plains stretch out beyond the rough huts.  Candour's house is furthest from the city wall, a simple affair of stone and thatch.  Clustered by the warped wooden door and shattered stones are candles, wax dried on in pale yellow puddles around them.  As the witch approaches, three candles sputter into life to produce a sickly glow.  "There are sleeping mats inside, if you wish to rest, else these houses.." the witch gestures at the few huts closest to her house, "..are empty"Stepping to the threshold, Candour turns to look back."There are things I must do this night, Fenn will not expect you to return to him until the morning...so do as you wish"The witch opens her door and disappears inside, the candles outside her door remain lit.  Despite the breeze, the flames remain still.</blockquote>

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