CALIMPORT GAME

You emerge from the dark alley into the dark street, lit in a few places by still-open shop fronts or the faint light from upper windows. The night chill of the desert is settling in, and the fog is beginning to drift in from the harbor. A few people are moving with lamp- or torch-bearers through the streets, and more lights are visible moving along the wall tops. If your noses weren't overwhelmed by your own stenches, you'd probably smell good meals cooking. You can certainly hear the sounds of cooking and kitchen conversations faintly trembling through the air. The streets are sparse, the apartments are busy. It's a good time to move unobserved.

You head back toward where you left the boat on the sand between piers.

The boat is not there. It's dark except for light of a barely visible crescent moon, the few torches that move along the wharf (night watch looking out for burglars of crates and barrels), and the pale cyan glow of luminescent jellies on the crests of small waves in the harbor. So you can see ok. The boat is not there.

Garrett and Ane soon enough find a boat as dilapidated but apparently leak-free as the previously borrowed one. You shove it down the sand into the water and all five of you splash in and squeeze aboard.

The boat has only one oar, so there's some clumsy paddling and passing of the oar among you as you maneuver out into the harbor. Sticking close to shore you pass unobserved around the end of the sabban wall. It takes only about twenty minutes to land this boat essentially where from you took the other one. You then take a few minutes to cleanse yourselves as you can in the shallow water of the harbor. Smelling more of salt and old fish than of sewers, you feel better to continue your evening.

Big Zhad surely is afoot right now, it's his time of the evening for business. He'll be glad to see Ginsing, sure of that. Do you make your way to Inki's where you can get news of Zhad's whereabouts?