Adikus looked at the man who stood in front of them. He was a short man, with a rather portly belly and curly black hair and bushy moustache.
"What in the blazes are you doing?" Azriel said with an annoyed voice, though a tremor could be detected. "Can't an old man get his rest? Do you have to cause trouble for me in the middle of the night?"
"It's not even eight."
"It is for me," said Azriel as he dismissively waved his hand. "Do you not see how old I am? I don't get paid enough to do an overnight shift."
Gina rolled her eyes. She glanced at Adikus before saying, "You have a patient, Azriel. He was sent to you by Master Godric." she added in a not-so-subtle voice.
Azriel narrowed his eyes as he looked at the dog beastman standing in front of him. After a long pause, he sighed as if the very thought of doing his job was tiring enough already.
"Come on in," he said.
