Summary: the reader is walking through Karnaca during the evening at the docks. Just a small bit of world to walk around in.
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The waves clashed gently against the concrete as the gentle hum of a boat's horn blew in the air. The seaside bar was still full of people, a man using a shaker to make a cocktail. Walking through, blood and salty water flushed back into the sea where a whale laid. It's just was slightly agape, it's eyes no longer full of life. Walking towards the apartments, a gentle hum of beating wings flashed by your ear. Bloodflies. The pests of Serkonos, much like the plague rats of Dunwall. There were balconies leading to other apartments, some boarded off, many signs with scribbled writing.
Bloodflies Inside
Infested
Closed due to Infestation
The wall of light beeped softly, letting you walk through with nary a scratch. It tickled your skin as you passed through the electrical current.
You stood in the middle of the pavement, guards littered around, people talking. The river below was quiet, though fish darted around in excitement. As the moon began to rise, the number of people decreased and the night crew came out. Guards waited for brawls, though they never happened. "Are we down for whiskeys and cigars tonight?" A guard called to another. "Not tonight."
"I heard you got your own crew." "Shut up." The life of the Karnacan docks died down, the windmill on top of the building turned nonstop. One guard was sleeping at his post, though the night was peaceful enough for a nap.
Perhaps in the morning, the life in this nook of Serkonos would bounce back.
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Arcanestars + Oneshots
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