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When the trio was inside the house, Cenira took a deep breath and began her story. "You see, the very lake monster you sent us to kill is not a monster in the usual sense of the word. It's a nymph. A kind of nature spirit, appearing as a young and attractive woman. The water magic I possess is powerless against such creatures. For men, especially catfolk and in springtime," the elf nodded towards the Djur, "being near her is even more dangerous. Nymphs enchant men for no reason at all. However, she turned out to be not as aggressive as we feared. We even managed to have a little chat with her. And I suppose you're wondering, 'What was the nymph doing in our lake? They've never been there before!' And that's where your colleague comes in. You see, the mayor's estate was nothing more than a brothel. A real one. Deep underground, in a secret room, terrible things were happening to the poor girls. As you may have guessed, the current inhabitant of the lake was one of those girls. However, our story doesn't end there. The nymph mentioned that someone, presumably the one who freed her and the other captives, wants to take revenge on their tormentor. Unfortunately, this person is unknown to us. All I could find out is that it's a woman, and she's extremely dangerous. There wasn't a single living soul in the mayor's estate – only mutilated corpses. And if you don't believe us, you can go there yourself. Or even talk to the nymph, although I strongly advise against it.