Ludwig needed to first find the entrance to the Catacombs. In a city controlled by the Holy Order, beneath the Sacrosanctum of all places, that meant dealing with sealed doors, hidden wards, secret patrols, and whatever else a paranoid religious institution used to protect its spotless image. Luckily, he had earned something from Necros back in the tower that was made for exactly this kind of unpleasant problem.
The shard looked small between his fingers, but the moment it neared the lantern, the air around it thickened. The metal beneath the Soul Letting Lantern shifted with a soft click as the compass vestige absorbed the darkness and formed a thin black needle.
"Show me the safest entrance to the catacombs." Ludwig said. His voice stayed low beneath the hood, almost swallowed by the distant noise of forced celebration. He did not ask for the closest entrance. Closest usually meant guarded, trapped, or obvious enough that only an idiot would use it.
