After he finished speaking with Artemisia, taking her across the universe and showing her many signs and clues, along with all the bits of information she needed to piece together the true nature of things between her and her other enemy that had been hidden in the shadows, Arthur finally let the goddess go and made his way to a familiar casino and bar located on an Apex world somewhere in the Orithyia galaxy.
He casually walked up to a man seated at one of the bar counters, a drifter clad in thick brown robes meant to shield him from the harsh desert winds that left red sand clinging to the fabric.
The man wore a head covering wrapped in light rags, a mask covering the lower half of his face, and a pair of goggles to shield his eyes.
He was sitting there waiting for his order in those ragged clothes when Arthur came up, took a seat beside him, and called for a bartender.
As he browsed the assortment of drinks on the shelf behind the counter, Arthur spoke.
