The whores waking with their usual enthusiasm for all things morning. Grunting at you some as they go about dressing and getting the hell out of there, not wanting to stick around any more then you do. Once they leave the room is just looking of a mess, with drugs and booze and more drugs strewn all over the place. The windows pointing out towards the main street, with your flat being 4 stories up.<br/><br/>You have various on going jobs here in the city, most of which deal with your guild in some sort and another. The main one being the need to guard one of their warehouses from various trouble makers and vagabonds. Which is always a fun filled activity. Warehouse raiding is a daily occurrence between the guilds, and nobody takes as a personal offense when arson is started up.