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Graicus did not respond but somehow he knew that what she said were undeniably true.

The density of buildings started to increase here. Residences, shops. All made out of wood with stone bases. The road was still slanted downwards and as such, the pavement along the road existed in terraces and stairs. One could only imagine the calves of the citizens that had to get from the riverside districts to the city proper every day, never mind cargo.

Most big cargo destined for the great city came in via the customs house by the port. It was a tall tower next to the former East Empire Company Warehouse enterance. It reached all the way up to the city walls and was connected with a bridge up there. Inside an intricate almost clockwork-like system of pulleys and lifts brought freight up and down. Industrious as ever, they, the capital minded denizens of Solitude were building another tower just like it on the other side of the natural arch.

The sun had gone down but the town was too big and too lively for curfews so there were still plenty of people walking around, some were carrying stuff up the road others leisurely sauntered to and from inns or shops. People of all races and classes.