Tesk had brought the reports they had been waiting for and shown the presence of mind to question each Investigator as she did. As a result, Narin found himself hurriedly swallowing a few mouthfuls of food while Rhe read aloud the report on shamanism and old religions of the lands of House Iron – most particularly the high plateau region shared by Houses Redeve and Gold. Aware the daylight was against them, longest night a mere Ascendancy away, Rhe and Narin set out for the north of the city, leaving Tesk in the rented room to check the remaining reports before returning to her duties. In his paranoid state Narin felt the girl’s calculating gaze watch him all the way out of the door – ambitious novices were often more than willing to jockey for the attention of a Lawbringer like Rhe – but once out on the snowy streets his more real concerns took over once more. They crossed the Imperial District and headed for the Mason’s Bridge that wove a stepping-stone path across the narrower north-western edge of the Crescent.
