Dusk Street is not considered an upscale commercial district in Marinburg. On the contrary, it's a place frequented by many mercenaries and merchants. Here, three copper coins will get you the cheapest barley beer, and many workers enjoy stopping here for a drink before heading home after work.
As the night deepened, the once dense crowd thinned out a bit, and while the street still had many people, it was no longer crowded.
Laine walked forward step by step in the street. He could feel many people whispering about his neat and decent appearance. The street was very dimly lit, with only faint candlelight and magic lamp light, and many special professionals hiding in the dark. Seeing Laine appear, quite a few people started to move.
The first to approach was an old man, who trembled as he came near and extended his hand toward Laine: "Sir, please help me, I haven't eaten for three days!"
