Silvertown, lower city district, Sunset Boulevard.
Aiden walked along the road, leaning on a cane and looking around.
Having not left the prison for some time, there was an inexplicable sense of relief strolling down such an open street.
This was the old city district, known for its black market, where those familiar with the right contacts could purchase all manner of illegal merchandise; Magic Potion, enchanted items, Dark Magic Scrolls, firearms and ammunition. Yet on the surface, it remained just a bustling commercial street with clothing, leather, pharmaceuticals, food ingredients, books, general goods... Everything one could need. And at both ends of the street were clusters of restaurants and taverns.
But Aiden was not in the mood for a leisurely stroll; his purpose for coming out was to visit that mysterious fortune-teller.
