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Back at headquarters, you check in with Maevaris and Dorian. Ashur sums up the events of the day so far while Tarquin dives into the supply closet, looking for things you’ll need if you’re going to be wandering about after nightfall—lanterns, heavier gambesons for cooler temperatures, other little tools you can’t identify that Tarquin seems to think are necessary.

You’re at a bit of a loose end until it’s time to head back out again, so you stand near the door and listen to Ashur’s debrief. It’s a little disappointing not to have more news—or Neve—but at least you’ve got a lead that’s worth following. It’s a start.

The shadows outside the shop doors lengthen and, finally, dusk gives way to full dark and it’s time to go.

“Can’t wait to go scrabbling around in the catacombs at night,” says Tarquin grimly.

Dorian appears behind you, staff in hand. “I’m coming with you,” he says.

“No, you’re not,” says another voice—Mae. “If anyone’s going, it’ll be me.”

You know that each of them would rather put themselves at risk than the other, but you don’t have time for an argument. You’ll have to make the call.

• To bring Dorian, turn to page 60.
• To bring Maevaris, turn to page 105.