82nd of Winter, 518 A.V.
There had been a rumor going around, one that Doler had requested Kynier to either confirm or dismiss. That there was a new gambling scene in Sunberth located at or around Killroy’s Kennels. Animal fighting. Kynier was on his way towards the Den as he thought about how he was going to approach the issue. He could pretend to be a buyer and snoop around for some evidence. Another option was to attempt to subtly display an interest in joining the gambling. Or, he could quietly cling to the shadows and watch.
The Nighstalker in him was very partial to the last option. It was better to see with his own eyes than to delve into an unknown situation and improvise. So, he decided to wait until later in the day, when Syna had gone to rest beyond the horizon, to approach the most decent looking structure in the district. A few helping hands were leading horses back inside from the pen out front of the building. Kynier knew very little of horses and could only say that those being led inside looked well cared for and clean. After his moment of admiration, he walked around the side of the building, searching for an alternative way inside.
Going around the right-hand side of the building, Kynier was able to find several windows, however, none of them appeared to have been designed to open. There were no doors that he could see initially until he was closer to the rear side of the building. Before he was able to see the other entrance, he was able to hear a bit of a commotion. The barking and yipping of canines. A large opening with a metal gate was flanked by several people. Several more were working. Cages had been loaded onto small carts that rolled not even a foot off the ground.
Kynier hugged the corner of the structure and observe from a distance. Dogs of various sizes and breeds were being taken out and lead somewhere a bit further north. For ten chimes he watched as workers lead dogs away, came back, and left with another set before the metal gate was closed. After it had clanged shut, everyone turned to follow the people hauling the last of the dogs away. Kynier slowly stepped around the corner, keeping his body close to the building and his cloak drawn around him as he followed.
Pausing at the metal gate, Kynier peeked through to see a large room that possessed many cages still. In the low light, he was able to see that there were still plenty of canines left, however, they were all smaller breeds. Kynier arched an eyebrow, suspecting that the rumors Doler had heard were correct. Kynier continued after the people that were going north. There were several tracks left in the grass from numerous trips with the short carts. Warily, he looked around each turn before taking it. The path he was following was leading him towards the city’s edge. As he drew closer, there was a tumultuous amount of noise.
Cheering and hollering, that overlapped barking and howls. Whatever it was, it wasn’t making much of an effort to remain secret. Standing at the corner of the last building before the clearing to the east of the Park, he was able to see a mass of people had gathered, and a large collection of cages that were being kept separate from the people. “Looks like I found it,” he muttered quietly.
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