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She nodded in the direction <strong>of</strong> one <strong>of</strong> the heavily-armed guards at the <strong>do</strong>ors<br />

<strong>of</strong> the marketplace. They were clad in heavy red armor, crimson as the<br />

blood <strong>of</strong> sinners, and s<strong>to</strong>od stern-faced and tight-lipped.<br />

In the Hive the denizens walked heavy-footed and the rogues swaggered<br />

through the streets proud as <strong>to</strong>mcats. In the Lower Ward when the locals<br />

weren't hunched over with sickness they swept through the streets quickly,<br />

staring straight ahead with grim certainty. The city guard, however,<br />

patrolled in groups <strong>of</strong> four or five like lacquered juggernauts, with jaws set<br />

in s<strong>to</strong>ne and fists tight as if ready <strong>to</strong> break any dissent.<br />

"The Harmonium," Dak'kon said as he leaned in, "The Fraternity <strong>of</strong> Order<br />

writes the laws <strong>of</strong> Sigil. The Mercykillers deal with the guilty, executing the<br />

punishments with neither tenderness nor tears. The Harmonium... enforce<br />

what they can within the walls <strong>of</strong> Sigil and conquer what they can without.<br />

They are <strong>not</strong> a force <strong>to</strong> <strong>be</strong> trifled with... their ways are <strong>to</strong> sweep across the<br />

planes, bringing their knowing <strong>of</strong> order <strong>to</strong> all, willing or <strong>not</strong>."<br />

He scowled, "A distasteful philosophy, <strong>to</strong> enslave worlds so."<br />

I glanced at a long-<strong>to</strong>othed axe, a crimson mancatcher. Not a group I would<br />

like <strong>to</strong> cross anytime soon.<br />

Looking away, I <strong>not</strong>iced a pretty, young woman wearing simple clothes. She<br />

wandered about the market and examined everything, but didn't seem <strong>to</strong> <strong>be</strong><br />

making any purchases. People seemed <strong>to</strong> <strong>be</strong> avoiding her, focusing on other<br />

things as if trying <strong>not</strong> <strong>to</strong> make it obvious. She flashed me a warm smile as I<br />

approached.<br />

"Greetings. I <strong>do</strong>n't suppose you could help a stranger <strong>to</strong> this ward."<br />

The girl's smile broadened. "Hello, I'm Karina. It's a pleasure <strong>to</strong> meet you,<br />

cutter." She continued <strong>to</strong> smile. "What <strong>do</strong> you want <strong>to</strong> know?"<br />

"Well... I had a skull and it's <strong>be</strong>en s<strong>to</strong>len from me. Do you know anyone who<br />

would <strong>do</strong> such a thing?"<br />

She blinked, and pressed a delicate hand <strong>to</strong> her bosom, "A skull? Why <strong>do</strong><br />

you want such a thing? That's rather morbid, isn't it? Oh well, if you want a<br />

skull I guess you could get one from the Mortuary... well, may<strong>be</strong> <strong>not</strong>. They<br />

<strong>do</strong>n't like <strong>to</strong> give those things out now that I think about it... anyway, I <strong>do</strong>n't<br />

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