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The group continued to head down, past what remained of the once northern trading hub of the Dwemer. They went down some ramps and past some archways.

They were getting close to the bottom level of the Markets. Still no Falmer. They passed through another empty camp, though this time there were no Chaurus.

As they were walking Rigmor spotted a Dwarven Ballista. "We must be near the end of the Market."

Ahead of them was a locked metal gate.

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"Aye, Whistling Village to the south was attacked. The Jarl has put all the guards on alert, word around town is that he might even ask the mages to help out." The Nord replied.

He put the gold septims in his pouch and said. "Today's special is horker stew. I'll bring you each a bowl, what would you like to drink?"