Verc walked through the busy streets of the city, his mind still slightly preoccupied with the deal he had just made at the slave shop. The sun was beginning to dip a bit lower in the sky, though it was still quite bright out.
The air in this part of the city was much cleaner than the damp basement he had just left, and he took a quiet breath of relief as he approached the familiar, grand structure of the inn.
Verc got back to where they were staying, The Azure Crest.
The building stood tall and impressive, its polished stone exterior reflecting the afternoon light. It was a place of luxury, a sharp contrast to the dark corners of the city he had spent the last hour exploring.
And by the time he got there; Tatum and Jed were there too, waiting for him and Onyx at the entrance.
