Cloaka Maxima
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Solitude, Hearthfire
The city is crowded and bristling with life. If it's the war or the busy market days this time of the year, I' don't know.
The Winking Skeever, prominent Inn near the city gate
Many guests frequent this highly overrated inn, but that's the same with every other tavern in the city. And it leaves little options to stay at a better or cheaper place.
But at least the bard is worth her money.
.. and they have the famous spiced wine for the guests who can afford a bottle.
Either by design or by accident, this is the opportunity, where likeminded adenturesses and adventurers meet and share their tales with a bottle or two.
The next evening, a thunderstorm quenches any idea to sit outside and watch the stars in the sky.
That marks it as a time to sit in a chair and read a book from the old shelf in the corner... and to dive into some of the mysteries and secrets of this honorable city.
And I am sure, they have their secrets.
Wait, was is this?
Ciri? You're up for a little stroll in the sewerage? This book here mentions some ancients paths below the city. It might be a way to gain access and some knowledge about the closed parts of the city.
One never knows, when it might come in handy.
I take it, you're not the girl to mind wading through skeever infested mud and excrements, when there is a secret to uncover at the end of the tunnel?
Fine, then let's sneak out of here. No need to tell anyone where we are going.
Somewhere in the unseen part of Solitude, a quarter past midnight
Behind the inn should be a hidden entrance, ... here, I found it!
The book was right, ancient tunnels are leading us directly into the castle and it's underworks.
Shhhhh. We don't want to wake the guards. Let them sleep and dream of girls in their laps instead of girls uncovering their secrets.
A ladder?
It's the college of whispers! ... and the tunnels ends directly in their crypt.. or whatever they bury here.
Back and around a corner, another trap door opens a path into more sewers.
Good doggy! Fine doggy. Shhhhh
The Cloaka Maxima
So, here we are. The Cloaka Maxima
Over there...
No, Ciri. She is just a poor soul. She's no danger. Let's give her a coin, so she remembers who's a friend....
... and whom she might tell what her eyes see all day.
Clearly this guy was not so smart. Did he really think, he could rape two girls who creep through the stench at midnight?
Fool!
Ciri, I know. The stench is awful and gulping it down with his mead can ease it for a minute.
But would you please look at what he is hiding in that strong box?
I guess, there is no need to hide or bury his corpse. The skeevers will tidy this little mess up until tomorrow.
Trust me, they will leave not a single trace of him. If you ignore the remaining metal parts of his clothing and axe.
Interesting.
Exits into all directions.
I guess we've seen enough for tonight. Let's sneak back before anyone notices, we had been leaving.
Solitude, The Winking Skeever, about 2 in the morning
Oh, hello Lady Yennefer.
No, we had just been outside in front of the inn for a minute. Gathering a bit of fresh air after all that mead. But it is still raining and unpleasant.
The smell?
What smell? What's wrong with our clothes?
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