The Dark Eye Vampire of Havena - EN

You hear the muffled sound of footfalls on wet cobblestones, then the sound of heavy boots stepping through puddles. You can't see farther than ten yards in the thick fog that billows through the dockyards of Havena. You've lost track of your pursuers, but you're sure they haven't lost track of you. How can you get away? You never respected law and order quite as much as the priests of Praios ...