Nacholos was a tall man with a plump body. He was wearing a dark green coat that hung on his shoulders while inside was a pale green skin-fitted suit. He was carrying a walking stick as he puffed a cigarette in between his lips.
"They are my creatures. I own Festia Carnia, the underground market here in the Faradian Kingdoms," Nacholos introduced. "I have heard news that an illegal vendor and his underlings were going to exit here. I didn't know that it was you guys."
"Illegal vendor? Underlings?" Glenn asked. "If you mean the one that sold Lord Clayton the cage, then you've got to be kidding me."
"He is what I meant," Nacholos said. "Do you know him?"
"Of course," Glenn said, then sighed. "Well, no. What we do know is that the cage carries a very powerful dark magic– I don't think we can discuss it here."
