The city was so shady it did not have a name. People often called it the Damned City, as it was close to the Land of the Damned.
Not a good place to be, but it was the best way of getting information. When Arthur and Elena went inside the city wearing their black cloaks with hoods, no one gave them any attention.
It was something so normal that no one glanced at it, and most of the people inside that town had similar clothing, all wearing cloaks and hoods to hide their identity.
Arthur knew just by looking that almost everyone in that town was criminals, fugitives, or practitioners of the dark arts.
Speaking of practitioners of the dark arts, Arthur saw a group of youths who were in front of an old inn. It was as if they were waiting for someone.
"Come on, let's hide for now."