Richard smirked at Cidarian."Or has your memory become weak because you are 145 years old? Sorry if I got the age wrong because the last time I saw you, that was what you said."
"You stupid boy. How dare you insult me?" Cidarin asked.
"It's not an insult, Cidarin." Richard chuckled. "So, what do you remember about that strange man?"
Cidarian grumbled a little, and it was really funny because he was a goblin.
"His name was Delvin, and he is quite tall. Around that time, he looked like a man in his twenties. He had a little scar on his cheeks. His eyes were red rimmed, as if he had been crying. His hair was long and black, with grey in it, but despite the way his eyes looked, it was still neat."
"Did you talk to him? Do you know why he left so suddenly, or did he just run away from here?" Richard interrupted.
