Slowly, gingerly, Kellon follows after the pair. Who were these people that had such wealth to spare for fancy furs and stained glass in doors? He gags at the smell of the rotten tiger skin. Sure, the ocean often had its own rank foulness from clumped seaweed and fishbait, but this was a different flavor of awful. The Mist's unwillingness to even intrude upon the balcony is puzzling. What could hold such a powerful force at bay?
Kellon scoffs at Anton's comment. "Nevermind that we don't know what happened to these people, I don't think you'd make much of any money selling to the folk around here. They'd probably just fill you full of holes and take the jewelry for the trouble. Let's focus on surviving the night and not lining our pockets."
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Kellon is going to look around the room for anything seemingly out of the ordinary.
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