![]() ![]() The following day, I made for “Discount Merchandise” before Ruin woke, and fenced the vase to Derrien, who was quite happy to have another piece of swag to move. Or at least, I will be richer tomorrow when Derrien opens up his shop and I can fence the vase. I was in and out in short order, richer for the experience. Man, for a woman who trains Sneaks, the security on her house was abysmal. Ruin is a heavy sleeper, and while it was almost his undoing when we first met, it’s a godsend now, as I was easily able to slip off to Marana’s house. then I woke up in the middle of the night, and slipped off. Renting that same old room at the Merchant’s Inn, we turned in for the night. I sure hope Vabvam will contact someone about cleaning up the Waterworks. That business done, we got our pay, and were on our way. “Yeah, you just keep thinkin’ that, pal.” Trials: I tugged at my collar and grimaced. I don’t even believe the Thieves Guild exists.” Something about using the Thieves Guild as a puppet to control the actions of the Imperial Watch. Vabvam: “Huh, peculiar ‘The Mockers’ were mentioned in an old back-issue of the Black Horse Courier. It made reference to a ‘death wish’ and mentioned someone or thing called ‘the Mockers’.” Ruin: “There was also a note on the body. They’re not going to be happy at all to hear about this.” I’m going to have a lot of explaining to do at the Imperial Office of Commerce. Trials: “.I have no idea who you could be talking about. Vabvam: “Did someone stuff that blond Bosmer’s head in a toilet again? The one who’s always hanging out in the Arena District.” But you’re probably not going to be too happy when I tell you what was blocking the duct.” Vabvam: “The water seems to be flowing freely again. grim business concluded, we raced back across the top of the aqueduct and returned to Vabvam Drothan to report our findings. ![]()
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