Head into the arena. Size up my opponents.
Heading into the sandy arena and grabbing your side from the sheath you watch as three slaves wobble into the arena. They all have their skin pressed against their skin, ribs, arms and legs clearly visible through the thin layer of skin. The slave's owner, whose sitting in the stands, lobs a stone at one, hitting him in the head, causing him to fall to the ground with blood leaking from where the stone hit, leaving only two left to fight.
Find someone to talk to!
You walk around the hustle and bustle of the market, and find yourself drawn a stall where someone is working on a freshly killed cow. Walking over to the counter, you don't yet speak up, but instead watch as the blood slowly pours out of the cow as its work. Your mouth waters, your stomach growls, and you feel a small poking on the inside of your gums. "Uh... You ok there sweetie?" The butcher says, looking up at you with a questionable look.
Kyle follows Fiona.
She shows your around, pointing out artifacts and trivial information carved into slabs on the wall. Eventually she enters another room with a heavy looked stone door inside, being blocked by a bloody leg. In front of it is a stone pillar with a hand carved into it, with a whole in the middle of the palm.