The City of the Specter, Atem's Palace

[metagame]

The corpse sinks to the floor
Even the brightest gold, even the sharpest blade
Becomes sand, becomes dust

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[metagame]

The market appears thin on bread, fruit and vegetables, but abundant in pottery.

"I heard Iy's daughter hasn't returned from the palace in weeks," says a man tending stall to another woman who's bartering for fresh fruit.

"It's not just her. I haven't seen a single servant leave... And the guardsmen stationed through the village say they aren't able to pass the palace gates."

[strawsandals]

[ Huh...

To Joshua: ]

Did you hear that?

[finalmix]

Mhm. If no one's going in or out, though... A lockdown? For security?

[ he's looking at a piece of pottery rn to keep up the pretense although he sighs - he will eavesdrop more to try and see if there is more info about why the palace is locked down??? ]

[strawsandals]

That's what I'm thinking. ... That's where we'll need to go, though, isn't it?

[ Hmm. Don't like that! ]

[metagame]

As a couple walks through the streets, Joshua and Yoon overhear them speaking. "You've seen, right? The river docks? They're bringing barrels and barrels of food and drink to the palace but none are being distributed to the village."

"It must be to feed the servants and the greater priests."

"You think?"

"I wonder... How are they doing that if no one can pass through the gates?"

[strawsandals]

...Another path...

[ Hmm. HMMM. The wheels are turning, he is Cooking.

He'll keep this in mind. ]