Chapter 11: Don't Fear the Dark
It's early morning. Pia is sleeping peacefully right next to me. I can hear her breathe. I should go search for this thing Lenton and I are supposed to acquire. I better be as quiet as a mouse!
I rose from the bedside, taking care not to disturb Pia's sleeping form. I dare not put on my clothes for fear of making noise and crept towards the nearby chest of drawers. Inside, I found a book and a key.
The Sins of Annelie F? Whatever. I've better things to do than reading this stupid book.
The key fits the cabinet on the living room, Pia's bodyguard lay asleep on the floor near the door. I quietly peeked into the cabinet and caught sight of a pile of important looking papers tied together with a string. I snatch it and stuff it into my pack.
Uh oh! It's Pia!
Well, good morning, beautiful!
She smiles at me, obviously not minding that I was searching through her cabinet.
Uh, good morning, Pia...
I quickly hide the papers behind my back.
You're up early.
I didn't want to wake you.
She giggles, but somehow it sounds forced.
And you've found the papers. I am glad...
Glad?
She lowers her eyes.
It was just a test, Aisha. To see if you are able to handle a...let's say, delicate situation. Master Nathan had everything arranged.
Just a test?!
Oh gods! Impossible! My face turns crimson red as she nodded.
Everything?
I'm sorry for playing with you...But..last night...it was very beautiful, Aisha. I loved every moment of it.
LP Comment: ...Yeah, the opaque black screen and paragraphs of erotic sex really turned up the heat.
I..I really don't know what to think.
Well...You'd better go now..Take good care, Aisha!
She turned back towards her bedroom, waving. I stood there dumbfounded for several moments before realizing I was still stark naked, I quickly donned my street clothes and cloak, stumbling out of the room.
Master Nathan has to answer for this!
LP Comment: Y'know, it's a good thing I'm not chaotic evil and shit, I would've Coup the Grace Pia when she's asleep, as well as the guard. And who knows what might have happened?
Back at the Bear's Pit...
Hello, Master Nathan.
He looks at me, expectantly.
Did you arrange everything that happened at the Lion Head Inn?
Joanna did, with my blessing.
So you knew I would..?
You did well, you passed the lesson.
Well, that's good! WHAT?
I hope Pia won't tell anyone...I think I'd die of shame.
There's nothing to be ashamed of. You finished your job, that's all.
LP Comment: Try saying that after you suck a man's dick and take it up your ass, old man.
So..where's Pia now?
She's off, preparing for a burglary job.
Ah well, guess I better move on to the next lesson. I left Master Nathan's office and return to my room to clean myself.
Remembering the contraceptive tea I bought yesterday, I uncorked a vial and swallowed its contents in one gulp, savoring its bitter-sweet taste as it goes down. I'm ready to go now.
As usual, Caron was there to check up on my progress.
Hey, Aisha! What's up?
I passed my fourth lesson.
What was it about?
He looks at me curiously. I decide not to tell him the whole truth.
Uh, stealing some papers from somebody.
Okay?
It was somewhat embarrassing...
Okay now I'm really curious...
I think I'd rather not talk about the details.
Oh come on Aisha!
It's very embarrassing...
I won't tell anyone else, I promise you.
No, really.
Look, I'm your friend. Maybe I can help you somehow?
Let's just say I've passed it, okay?
Haha, okay. In any case, good thing you have.
He smiles as I say good bye. I left the Bear's Pit and decided to seek out the warehouse at the harbor district. According to Master Nathan, there's a person there who can train me in sneaking in the sewers.
As I passed a peculiar building at the southern part of the harbor, I noticed a sign saying 'As per decree of the Dhorn Governor, all bordellos in the city have been closed.' Curious, I decided to pick the lock and enter the abandoned building. Hopefully, there's some loose coins to be had.
I lit a torch and saw the tell-tale sign of a giant spider's lair. I readied my short sword.
LP Comment: I decided the morning star is too heavy and has poor critical rating. 1d6 seems like a decent trade for lighter weight and better critical range.
I summon my loyal servant, the dire badger.
Before heading into battle, I raided the bordello's kitchen for bottles of spirits. These should fetch a fine price at the market.
The battle with the spider proved easy. With my dire badger distracting the giant insect, I easily flanked the creature to deliver a few well-placed sneak attacks. It collapsed with a high screeching sound.
The second floor's hallway is littered with broken chairs, pots and other sort of debris. I searched the first room for anything of value.
Hmm...a whip and a leather outfit.
A curious horse-like implement sat next to the dusty, crimson sheets bed. I wonder why there's a children's toy in a bordello. I paid no heed and move on to the second room, where I encountered a restless spirit.
A touch of its cold, clammy hands seemed to have caused great agony to the dire badger, yet it did not possess enough combat prowess to beat us both. It succumbed to my short sword and fell on a dried pool of blood.
I looked at its feature and bent over to take a closer look. However...
It disappeared. Rest in peace, spirit. There was nothing else of value in the bordello and I left for the warehouse.
Hey, what are you doing here?
I'm looking for somebody called Drago. He's supposed to work here.
Never heard anything about a Drago.
Oh.
Why are you looking for him anyway?
He's supposed to teach me something.
Heh, oh I'm sure I could teach you a thing or two as well.
I eyed the man warily and slowly reach for my short sword.
Master Nathan sent me.
Oh, that's something different then. Master Drago's downstairs. Knock on the door, password's "stinkfish". Got to be extra careful these days, those damn Dhorn are making an honest smuggler's life a pain.
He smile as I relaxed my stance. I thanked him and walked to the corner of the warehouse to face the metal door.
I knocked at the door and a muffled voice replied from the other side of the door, 'Yeah? What do ya lookin' fer?'
Stinkfish..
'In with you then,' and the door opens.
The man down in the cellar whistles when he spots me, glancing at my breasts.
Greetings.
What's up, girl?
He lifts his gaze to my face.
I'm looking for Master Drago. Is that you?
Nay so sure 'bout th' Master, but I'm Drago, yeah. First time I see ya, I think. Who sent ya?
Master Nathan.
'K. Ya got stuff fer sale?
Err...stuff?
Ne'ermind then. What do ya want?
Master Nathan told me to look you up for a lesson I have to learn. About stealth, and sneaking, and hiding, he said.
Hrr, do I look like a teacher or what?
Well...
No need t' tell me. So ya're one o' Nath's new girls, huh?
Yes, I guess.
We run a wee biz o' importin' and exportin' goods down 'ere, if ya get me drift. So if ya stumble 'pon stuff ya wanna sell, but don' wanna go t' th' pansy merch'nts in th' city, ya come down 'ere. Got it?
LP Comment: At this point my brain hurts at copy writing his 'deliberately misspelled lines to have a fake accent' shit going. Fuck this guy. Oh yeah, for some reason, we can't sell stolen goods to merchants. We need to fence it to Drago. So yeah, that's basically the point of finding him.
I shall keep it in mind.
Har, you talk like a mushy nobly girl. Wonder where Nath got ya pick'd up!
LP Comment: And you sound retarded. I refuse to type your neanderthal short form language that forms your pixellated personality.
I remained silent at his comment. Perhaps I need to watch what I say, lest I be exposed as the princess.
Ok. You got experience with sneaking and hiding yet?
Some, yes.
Right. Gonna run a little test with you then.
Okay.
The cellar here gots an entrance to part of the sewers. We're using them for business mainly. Problem is, it's full of nasty stuff. To make a good smuggler outta you, you're going to practice crossing the sewers. You go in there, and if you manage to reach an exit alive, you've passed.
That's it? This isn't so hard...
Nasty stuff?
You'll see soon enough. Try to sneak your way through. Stay well clear of things and be quiet like a mouse! If they see you, run back here as fast as you can! Things won't follow you up here. And you won't make it through alive you're seen. Got it?
I nodded. Best to follow his advice and be extra careful, then.
And be careful not to bump into things . Here's a healing potion just in case. Don't waste it.
He hands me a bottle and open the door behind him.
Good luck!
I sold off most of my ill-gotten loot and decided to take a little bit of caution before proceeding. I return to the tanner shop at the harbor district and picked out the protective cloak.
It costs me 604 gold pieces, but I think it's well worth the price.
The storekeeper buys the old plain cloak for 2 gold pieces.
I return to Drago after a short rest, and decided to purchase some thieving supplies, just in case. Pocketing the extra lock picks in my knapsack, I waved at Master Drago as I descend into the darkness below.
The rancid smell of the sewers greeted me. I suppressed my gag reflex and cast the Almighty's blessing before creeping forward, noticing several pair of eyes glinting in the dark.
Hmm...what's that sound?
Oh, just rats...I ignored them and unlock the nearby portcullis.
Looks like a way up...this is easy enough...
The passage leads to another section of the sewer. As I picked another door, I spied several cobwebs. Perhaps a lair of Giant spiders is nearby?
I was mistaken. It's not just a giant spider.
It's a sword spider. I decided not to challenge it and sneak past the arachnid, which shares its nest with another giant spider.
I went past the two spiders and tore at the cobwebs blocking the way.
I descend even deeper to the sewers.
Locked doors continue to tempt me along the way.
One yield a chest filled with minor treasures.
At some parts, the amount of rats are just unbelievable and I was forced to slaughter them. No problems there. I moved onward.
Hmm...who's that at the distance? I crept closer to have a look.
Oh it's a Dhorn officer with him! I wonder what they're talking about! I hid behind several pipes to eavesdrop on their conversation. A small stream of river waste separates me and the pair. I held my breath as they spoke.
And what makes you think we would tolerate this?
Think about it. What better way to control crime than control the organization who runs it?
My solution would be to exterminate all criminals!
You know that won't work.
Maybe I should start with you.
Uh...
But I have a proposition for you. That organization you dream of replacing causes us some real trouble lately. Our chief investigator in that matter was found dead floating down the river, his throat cut open.
The dead Dhorn by the harbor?
A warning that he talked too much?
We have not been able to track down anybody of their inner circle. Soon as we start asking questions, everybody in the city becomes VERY silent. Mind you, we know how to get answers. I'd have you on your knees, ready to tell whatever I'd wish to hear, within an hour. At most.
Are you done threatening me?
I think of it as a reminder not to fail us. Apart from beating up a few beggars and drunk sailors, your little gang hasn't achieved anything, so far.
Not true. What about last night's operation?
We've killed a bunch of lousy thieves. Like you are one.
Hrmph.
That man is an informant! That sealed building must've been caused by him! Bastard is betraying them to the Dhorns!
But maybe you're less stupid that you seem. Find out who runs this...organization, that has caused us so much trouble. We want those who pull the strings. Find out what you can, and report to me immediately. Do this, and we may speak about your proposition again.
We'll need money to bribe some people.
Money's not an issue. Just find them, and give me their names. And dont't fail us...
The Dhorn officer left the mysterious figure alone....
Asshole.
Finally, both of them went out of the sewers through an unseen passage. I am unable to follow, our platforms are divided by a stream. My mind wondered which organization are they referring to? Is there a thieves guild in this city? Or could it be Master Nathan's?
Too many questions, too little answers. I focused on my current task, escaping the sewers. Another door yield to my lockpicks.
A pack of rats succumb to my onslaught as I make my way through the sewers.
Hmm. This is it? I ascend the ladder.
You must be the girl that Drago mentioned, Aisha.
You know him?
I'm Stan. I'm the door keeper.
Nice to meet you, Stan.
My task is to bar the door, and keep people that have no business in the sewers.
Oh, I see.
I'm going to give you a key, so you can use the sewers for getting around the city quicker. Here it is.
Thank you, Stan.
I pocketed the key and looked down the ladder. Sewer systems, huh? I guess this is another way to avoid Dhorn patrols and those perverts on the surface. I seem to recall Master Nathan telling me there's another lesson giver lying below the sewers. Hmm...
I'll be going down again, Stan. See you later.
Stan waves and resume his guard duty. I ascend the down the ladder and proceed to explore southwards, from a distance I could see several sentries wielding longbows...they waved as I approach.
Hey there! Stop!
I stopped.
Oh, it's Aisha.
You know me?
Alfons told us you'd stop by sooner or later, yup.
Alfons...that's the name of the person I'm looking for! He's the one I should speak to for another lesson.
And what is this place?
Heh, just go in.
I nodded and continued past them. The metal door creaked open, torch lights could be seen behind the doorway and within it, many voices were heard. More than I thought would be down in the sewers.
A young woman, perhaps two or three years older than me, clad in some really scanty clothes, grins widely when she spots me and quickly walks up to me.
Hi there! I'm Tarleth. Nice to meet you, Aisha!
Hello Tarleth, nice to meet you.
Master Nathan said you'd be around sooner or later, so we were warned.
She winks at me conspiratorially.
But you'd better be careful around Alfons today. Something went wrong last night, and he's been cussing ever since. Almost bit my head off when I said hi earlier.
Last night? Could it be?
What happened?
No idea, sorry...I wish I knew.
What can you tell me about this place?
It's our base of operations so to say. Alfons run the show. You've met him yet.
No, I haven't.
He's not so bad. Maybe a little ill-tempered from time to time. Don't take it personal if he tries to bite your head off. It's just his way to speak his mind freely.
I see...
This little hideout is our current base of operations. Good place to rest and relaxa. If you don't mind sleeping with snoring scoundrels, that is.
She grins. I eye her warily.
Heh, don't worry. Nobody will try to get under your skirts. The boys have been told that Master Nathan wishes they keep their fingers off you.
That's mighty nice of him, I guess.
Well, maybe Pett will. I've never seen him turn down an offer. *She grins.* Also, we run a little, uh, shop. The prices are lousy but the guild buys about anything without asking questions.
That's good to know.
LP Comment: This is another fence, a much better one. With thief gears and such. You'll see.
There's also Mando and Jacia. You can talk to them about an occasional job. And Jacia sells a few special goods. Poisons and the like.
Master Nathan said I have to pass my lessons first.
Yes, I know. Still it might be worth talking to them. Nothing bad about earning a few extra coins, right?
I nodded in agreement.
But be careful when you try to break into locked houses. The Dhorn patrols usually kill thieves on sight.
Of course.
Well, see you around.
She smiles and return to her duties. I look around at the hideout, noting the persons and layout.
It's....larger than I thought it would be. Could this be the secret organization that Dhorn and informant wants to find?