Titan watched Steno ride away and then turned his horse back into the city. Almost in a mocking way the warbling whistles started up again informing others of the party’s change of direction.  “I would like to shove their whistles where the sun don’t shine.” Titan muttered to himself as they reached the top of the road.<br/><br/>He looked down almost wistfully at the harbor and then spurred his horse forward. “Chloe, Sethi in a few moments we will be approaching a crossroads. There is a narrow road to the left, which we will take, be ready.”<br/>A warbling whistle echoed across the rooftops, others responded sounding oddly like they where questioning the first. Their reply was another warble in a seemingly emphatic way. It seemed that Steno was giving out false information using the gang’s way of communication.<br/><br/>Titan spun his horse into the narrow rather stinky alleyway and pushed on. Eventually the alleyway opened into a road and he turned left.<br/>Letting the others catch up. “The other Order agent is a guardian named Cain and he is staying at the Golden Touch. A tad up market but there you go, hopefully we can get rooms there and met up with him, now ride.”<br/><br/>The area they rode into was more up market, the buildings where better and those about looked more prosperous. The Golden Touch was quite an impressive establishment with its four floors and ornate front. The back yard to which Titan led them was not as ornate but it did have a lad who came over and took the horse with a muttered “Thanks” for the coin Titan tossed him.<br/><br/>Leading them inside he looked around, “Busy tonight, look for a dark haired woman whilst I go and get some rooms. Chloe if you display your dagger she will recognize it and make herself known.”  It was a classic tavern, fireplace on one wall, bar opposite, tables and patrons in-between. But here the patrons where solid respectable citizens and discreet whores.<br/>