Following the attempted mugging against him in the early morning, Duncan spent much of the day after keeping to himself while getting a feel of the layout of the part of the city he was in. The rain was of relentless which had created a mixed blessing. It kept the streets a bit less populated during the day but also meant that being out and about was an exercise in being constantly soaked. The wind alternated between being blustery and brutal; both of which offered no relief from the cold when combined with the never-ending rain. Thankfully, there were places where Duncan could find some amount of shelter from the majority of the rain in the form of roof overhangs. This didn't keep out the wind however. Once in awhile, there would be a pause in the wind and rain although these breaks were short-lived and usually resulted in renewed storm strength shortly after. It was one of these breaks that Duncan ducked into a thankfully empty alley and examined his wounds the best he could. The one on the back of his head was throbbing but the bleeding had finally let up. He chose not to wrap it up as it could be seen as a weakness to those who would want to do him further harm. As for the knife wound in his side, he couldn't let it go. Retrieving some bandages and cotton from his first aid kit, he packed the wound best he could and wrapped the bandages around his midsection. He would need to stitch it up but that would have to wait until he had a dry, safe place to tend to it.
As Duncan moved through the city, keeping himself away from others and selectively making eye contact, he eventually found himself in a part of the city called, Baroque Bay. His decision to keep to himself as much as possible came from his initial impression of the city as a whole combined with his training and his own thoughts on social interaction. Eye contact was a sign of confidence and strength. Those who were strong and confident, looked around them as they walked and made eye contact with everyone they encountered. If you chose not to look at others, averted your eyes or kept your head down, you made yourself seem weak; open to being a victim. If you looked everyone in the eyes and held your head up in confidence, it could mean you are looking for a fight. The proper mix between the two could create the impression that you are not one to be trifled with yet you are not looking for trouble. It was a fine line but a line that Duncan realized was necessary in such a rough place.
Baroque Bay as Duncan had heard it called, was definitely a sailor's dark playground. The entire area reminded him of a seriously run-down Riverfall. Although the storm kept things comparatively quiet; compared to what it was normally, the depressed mood Duncan felt from the city remained. He hated the rain, hated the wind and hated being both wet and cold. Such weather put him in a truly terrible mood and left him yearning for the cool, crisp mountain tunnels that were home.
Time was passing fast as Duncan kept close to shadowed corners of the main streets. He avoided the alleys and side streets after his first welcoming encounter with an attempt by a couple shady men to mug him. The sun was dropping below the horizon and with it came a renewed chill to the stormy air. Despite his natural confidence that sometimes bordered on arrogance, Duncan felt extreme unease about his presence within the city. Sunberth was the antithesis of everything he believe in. From his steps in the city, he was greeted with a place that screamed of structural and organizational neglect. The buildings were rundown, the smell was uncomfortable and the entire place felt like one great wounded beast. This caused Duncan to constantly look over his shoulder, avoid certain places that looked overly unwelcoming and to even feel a bit nervous. Sunberth as everything that his home in Sultros Kingdom was not.
As he made his way down the street near the docks, he heard something out of place over the sound of the wind and rain. With a heavy sigh, Duncan pulled his completely soaked cloak tighter around his shoulders and proceeded toward another alley a few steps away.
