Leaving the sick beggar slumped up against the edge of the bridge, you continue on your way.
The rest of the journey is without incident. No one seems to follow, nor are you accosted. The citizenry of Korvosa seems quite content to go about day to day business. The only attention you receive comes in the form of a gaggle of young ladies, who, seeing your sigils as champions of Korvosa, seem very interested in talking.
"You must be ever so gallant," one coos at Dastan, while another blows a kiss at Aldrin before breaking into giggles and whispering to her friend: "The dark ones are soooo cute!" The rest stand back, occasionally pointing and grinning.
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I just threw this scene in for colour; you'd be known by reputation by now, at least. I'll assume that you want to move along, but if anyone wants to respond, please feel free to do so.
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The main gates of the city is a masterwork of engineering, a pair twenty foot tall steel doors, their inside faces latticed with magical runes and a line of cogs. They are spread apart, open to the world outside, but a squad of Korvosan guards stand flanking them. Their commander, a lightly-bearded blond man who appears Ulfen in features, stands, papers in hand, to intercept anyone wishing to pass either in or out. He waves a hay cart through as you near the gate.
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Almost there. Plan your strategy. The gate is currently about 50 feet from you, the closest you can get without attracting the attention of the guards there.
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