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While the Basilica was both the most enticing place to go, Hector felt like it was also the most dangerous--or if not that, then at least the most predictable.

It was a strange feeling. Like he needed to rebel against the attempts at manipulation from unseen observers. Psychics who were silently watching him, trying to influence him in countless subtle ways.

Probably paranoia, he figured. But a little extra caution never hurt, either.

The chosen destination turned out to be a building called the Charities of the Warm Night.

Hector stopped in front of its apparent front entrance for a moment, unsure of what that name actually meant. It seemed to be open to the public, considering its welcome sign that denoted 24-hour service.

When they entered, Hector's uncertainty was soon dispelled.

There were plenty of people around, and they were all being very quiet and orderly, often looking quite similar to the vacant-eyed crowds that he'd witnessed earlier. But their attire and belongings made their circumstances apparent. Ragged and rough, worn in many layers. Plastic bags filled with seemingly random paraphernalia.

All-in-all, it didn't look too different from the shelters in Gray Rock. Hector had made a habit of visiting them on occasion, though it had of course gotten increasingly difficult as his notoriety continued to grow. Disguises had become a necessity, but even that tactic didn't always work.

That was why he'd been resorting to sending other people in his stead, recently. Thankfully, there were still plenty of Rainlords in Warrenhold who were willing to help.

The intention had been to not just provide aid to the shelters but to also foster a network of streetwise informants who could keep him in the loop about things going on all over Gray Rock. It hadn't proved especially helpful as of yet, but that was fine, of course. Garovel had meant for it to be a long-term project from the beginning.

Here and now, these clanking suits of armor were obviously not helping them blend in at all, and yet the people here still weren't paying them any attention.

In fact, if anything, the added spectacle was helpful, because Hector was more interested in finding someone who actually could notice them. Someone without that listless expression on their face.

Judging from the powerful aura that he was sensing within this place, there was bound to be someone like that here. Probably.