Their movements were linear.
Telegraphed to the extreme. The four of them - three bodyguards and an enchanter? - made their way to deeper into the city.
After a moment of talking and whispering, I couldn't hear what they were saying, they went their separate ways.
Two groups of two. The fancier one and one of the bodyguards went off towards the outer sections of the wall.
The other two made their way to some house deeper in the city. I could only assume that this was agreed upon before as the house was rather simple and plain.
It still stood out against all of the uncompleted projects but even the completed peace only brought their disdain.
The house was simple. A one story wooden thing with walls that could barely be considered thin. Even I would look on something like that with disdain.
Really, it was something fit for the slums not a VIP.
