Another day passes in the shit-covered city that is Arabel.
As the rats leave even more leavings upon the cobblestones, it is noted that at least one Crown Guard seems to be going about picking up bags placed in front of the noble estates, skimming it out of the decorative fountains, and meticulously cleaning up the Historic and elsewhere.
They seem to be putting all that shit into prepared bags and appear heavily magically warded.
One wonders whether they pulled some literal 'shit duty', or there might be something more to this than civic pride.