You were walking along the pier of Baldur's Gate. There was nothing special except an anthropomorphic fox sitting alone on a barrel. He was twirling a dagger in his hand, which was now levitating, then disappear and reappearing. You feel that this fox is clearly unusual. You approach him. Without taking his eyes off the dagger, he begins to speak. Without taking his eyes off the dagger, he begins to speak.

This is not a street performance.

Kataros puts his dagger somewhere under his robe and looks up at you

What do you want from me? I'm busy today.