In a tavern in Ratris City, Nimo and Deluo were sitting in a corner, hiding in the shadows, observing each customer who came in. They were waiting for someone, a contact from the Underground Guild.
They had been there for half a day. Ever since Lynch had gone to the Black Crystal Tower, they started deciding their actions on their own. The purpose of their actions was to find Littlefinger Felps again and take him away from the Underground Guild. Although the guild had decided to take action against Lynch, the mage from the surface, having a halfling as an undercover could better grasp the enemy's movements. But Deluo had realized over the past few days that, compared to the mage, Littlefinger's situation was more dangerous.
Nimo looked bored at the glass of ale in front of him, which had lost its foam long ago from sitting too long. He glanced at Deluo's Bloody Dwarf, accidentally caught a whiff of the peculiar smell in the drink, and couldn't help but sneeze.
