The Return

Leaving the black market was a lot easier than getting in.

While Alexei had been cautious and nervous about getting into the underground shopping district, in fear of someone recognising him and doing something unspeakable, all he wanted to do now was get out.

He had a feeling that, if a few more seconds had passed, the creature that had been masquerading as a child running a weapon stall would have had its evil way with him.

He could still feel its gaze on him as he began to ascend the stairs to the graveyard.

He felt it as he made his way through the graves with his hood pulled up and his staff box clasped firmly in his hand.

It lingered even up to the moment he walked through the door of the Trout’s Gills, the light of the moon on his back and Garrick the Gnome smiling at him from behind the bar.

That smile fell flat quickly as Garrick noticed how pale Alexei had become.

“Bloody ‘ell, man, what’s wrong with yah?” Garrick asked as Alexei sat down on one of the stools and rest
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