Go after the unknown writer

The note with an unknown author was the one which most intrigued Hauk, even if both of the other offers sounded interesting as well.
But he had to admit that he was much more drawn to that one, and finally settled for heading to the address at the end of the note; going there was the only apparent means of coming in contact with its author.
Satisfied with his choice, Hauk left the plaza.

The address given on the note served Hauk well as he made his way through the streets of the city. While most inhabitants of Gordor were not inclined to give a stranger directions just for the sake of being accommodating, few dared refuse to answer if asked by a massive hulk of a barbarian, eyeing them threateningly while holding his right hand on the shaft of the enormous axe that hung over his back.
Helped in his queries by this unspoken threat of swift and utterly painful ****, Hauk was able to find his way to the address.

While conducting his search for it, he had moved out of downtown Gordor, and had drifted into an area dominated by brothels and rough bars, whores challenging him from every corner as he walked past.

A pair of city watchmen stood just outside a bar, and the two of them eyed him as he walked past them. The first watchman, a frail-looking little man standing five and a half feet tall, shot him a suspicious stare, particularly scrutinizing Hauk’s axe.

The other watchman, who wasn’t a man, but a red-headed woman in what appeared to be a cut-down version of the standard uniform, was looking at Hauk with something markedly different from suspicion gleaming in her eyes. Feeling his cock tingle as he gave her generous cleavage a loving glimpse, Hauk smiled and then shook his head.

The watchmen allowed Hauk to disappear out of view, even if the red-headed female gave Hauk’s ass one last glimpse before he rounded a corner and thus exited her field of vision.

He was getting close now, a scrawny man whom he had stopped assured him.
Entering a narrow alley, Hauk walked down the length of it until he came up to a set of heavy doors. This was supposed to be it.

Giving the door a good, hard knocking, Hauk then waited for someone to open it.