Divine Journey

Humming softly, Siegfried took off his armor and was left in simple clothes and a cloak.
I won't need this. I hope the scratches will heal. And this too.
He left his sword and knife, but he never parted with his dagger. Calmly and carefully choosing the thickest beard he had, he HID A BONE DAGGER IN IT, BECAUSE IT IS SPECIALLY DESIGNED FOR THIS.
"I don't know about you, but I'm very tired! It was a hard day, these markets are exhausting. I'll take a walk along the promenade before bed!" Siegfried told his companions and left.
What promenade? Never mind.
I'm certainly not an elf... But I was the best in military training when it came to espionage, and I'm not inferior to ground-dwelling creatures in agility.
Taking a deep breath of fresh night air and smiling, Siegfried set off after Hostor. During the day, he wouldn't risk following someone, but at night and unencumbered, Nix felt like a fish in water.

Added 5 minutes later

Morni, let's go to the labyrinth to kill Thoria?

Only after a good party in the Deepwell tavern!