A mounted patrol circles around the Municipal borders of Vallaki, before settling briefly at the outskirts. A mounted messenger approaches the gathering and they set off toward the West, eventually reaching the Wachter Estate. After some bickering with the guards at the gate, they enter and stable their horses. Two guardsmen remain in the stables, whilst the other two head toward the Inn for some rest.
Despite their differences and the bad blood between them, the guards converse amicably with a group of fishermen. They bond over watery ales, stinking fish stew and over tales of the past. Eventually, the fishermen leave in the early morning with the exchange of a few waves, smiles and pleasantries - quiet bells denoting the departure of the vessels to search for an early catch.