Zaneck felt refreshed, it was a long time since he had something as good as that ale to drink. It was pretty expensive to boot but he still had a little more than half of the money he had gotten left. He had a feeling he was forgetting something and started back towards the tavern. Just as he made it to the entrance of the place, the man he had robbed came back. “You!” he exclaimed as he saw Zaneck. “Give me back my money!”
“What money? I haven’t seen any money around here,” Zaneck acted all innocent. “Perhaps you dropped it while leaving this place.”
The man gritted his teeth, “Why, you!” He ran towards Zaneck with his fists. Zaneck felt around for his hidden dagger but was unable to find it. “Tch,” he punched his fist into the man’s stomach. “Be a good boy and sleep.” He opened the door of the tavern and saw on the floor, his dagger. It seems like no one had noticed it yet, he swiftly picked it up and put it back in place inside his sleeve. Well, he was here once more so he might as well have another drink. He saw the waitress from before rushing out of the tavern as if she was in some hurry, Zaneck believed it to be an odd behavior for someone working as a barmaid and decided to shadow her, careful not to get noticed.