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The young man stops in front of a wall.

You hadn't realised, but the long, slow journey has brought the two of you to the back of a large residence. If you strain your (nonexistent) ears, you can even hear the soft steps and sounds of people; guards on patrol, servants moving throughout the estate.

You wonder why the young man has brought you here. Is he going to rob the place? He seems decently well-off already.


Try to hide yourself in his sleeve

Look at his clothes

[return]


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