He wasn't stingy with the information, knowing he had already earned several times more than it was worth.
"Can you give me directions?" Orion asked, his head still lowered.
The man nodded and quickly provided Orion with directions to the bar.
The Midnight Butcher Bar was an off-limit venue for any ordinary mortal within the Lower Ward. It served as neutral ground for various rival factions, making its existence a rarely discussed topic unless one was a native of the Lower Ward.
Orion nodded, taking in the information. As he was about to leave, the man added, "Be careful, good customer. Since Paradise took over the Trekking Flamingo Runaway City, tensions have been rising, and people have been disappearing one by one. It might be wise to hold off on your adventures for now."
