The helpful thing about a fake town is that the people running the fake town have to have the appearence of being a real town, which means new people in town don't immediately draw suspicion because again its supposed to be a town. I tried to do my part in not drawing suspicions by acting as unlike myself as possible (so instead of suave and cool, I was clumsy and awkward, completely on purpose mind you). The town seemed real enough though, a tavern, some stables, couple general stores, even a whore house, but Hanlon's info was right, there was definately something going on, for one everyone was basically wearing the same thing.
I mean that literally, they all seemed to have the same shirt and pants ensemble, most likely mass produced. Which seems dumb as all get out to do something so silly when you're trying to build a warship under the nose of the sitting government, but I guess when you're former Red Hand people being stupid is your normal. It took me a week of looking around before I was even able to locate the stupid cave that probably lead to the ship, because Hanlon for all his spying had not actually found that (or his spy might have found that, and might have told him that, IF HE HADN'T JUST KILLED HIM!)
So basically I stumbled my way around a town of people dressed the same for a week before I lucked into finding the place I was supposed to be in. And here I thought I was not actually being myself when I was doing the most Lorentino thing possible, so theres that.
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