The Broken Sign Inn
Madame Fatima shakes her head. The she-da-zhong are a race, friend. Snake with arms, basically, from what I've heard. They like to use poisons, I hear, real painful ones. But the Hunters aren't slackers either. Take those two in the corner their - they're Hunters contracted aboard The Gift of the Matriarch. Their captain's a Naranjai merchant prince, and they're some of the deadliest Hunters out there. I almost feel sorry for the damn snakemen.

You can tell that the evidently paranoid kobold doesn't like being spoken about, but once again, the genie-blooded aazlai does not seem to care. Throughout all of this, the two murmuring humans have been murmuring away uncaring, and the black-cloaked figure seems not to have even moved.