A Little Mishap, and I Caught a Big One!! (*?′╰╯`?)?

Night fell, and the streets of Bilgewater grew quiet...

Those who valued their lives, or who knew they were no match for the dangers out there, wouldn't venture out lightly at this hour. The streets grew emptier and emptier, a stark contrast to the bustle of the daytime.

That was because they worried that one wrong turn down a dark street might cost them their money—or their throats... If that happened, they would likely be left to die without even knowing what had hit them, dumped on some abandoned wharf for the bloated dock rats to gnaw on.

So,

apart from the penniless drunks with no tomorrow to look forward to, the wicked with ulterior motives, the self-important members of the port gangs, lone wolves with guns and nerves of steel, and the bounty hunters no one dared cross—all of whom still wandered the streets or hurried to and from their destinations—ordinary people rarely dared go out after dark.

By now, the lights in most of Bilgewater's wooden houses and "ship-houses" had gradually gone out... But across the Butcher's Bridge, atop the mountain, amid the ancient ruins of the Buhru cultural buildings in the outer district, stood a newly restored complex of buildings—the largest of them all. The temple of Nagakabouros was different?

The ancient temple's high walls were built from interlocking blocks of stone, shaped like the great maw and sharp teeth of a deep-sea monster. It suited the Buhru people's sea-hunting culture well... Its entrance stood high above the bay on a cliff, giving the temple's clerics a clear view of the blue sea and bustling harbor...

Of course, it was nighttime now. All one could see was the black sea and scattered lights in the port city; the blue water was nowhere to be seen!

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