Rave was sweeping the tavern's floor when he saw Oliver showing up, seemingly, he was looking for someone these days, the princess's eunuch used to sit there for a long time, not only gambling with those rookies to empty their pockets brought him here. Not only this time he waited for someone as his eyes drifted between the door and the window.
"Why would I do this!" He scowled, smashing the mop near the table Oliver was sitting at.
Oliver's eyes moved on the young growling man, he smirked at him. The princess asked him to find someone who would do anything for some coins to assist him in catching the Sargona guard. He could not find anyone better than this lad.
"Hey, young man!"
Rave kept sweeping the floor with that wet mop. He used to repeat this almost every day because many men used to mess up here as dogs pooped after having too much nutrition. He was pretending that he didn't understand him being summoned.
"I am talking to you?"
