Diinzumo

The evening was winding down in the Bull and Flagon Pub near the central Quad district of Corvis. Most of the city's residents had left the pub for the night, leaving only the guests of the inn upstairs. The stout woman behind the bar gave him a warmer than professional smile. "Care for another round, Master Caz?" The tavern mirror behind her reflected a slim, well-dressed man in his early forties sitting relaxed in a corner chair. He glanced at the half-empty tankard of ale on the table, then back at the bartender. His blue-grey eyes crinkled slightly at the edges as he grinned. "No, Tess. I think I am done for the night." He ran a hand thr