I spent two hours working on Zuka’s advanced description,, worth it though; Broker POV

The streets were dark and eerie tonight, and you had just been trying to wait it out until the day so you could safely return to the Lost Temple when the sun had risen, what you hadn’t expected to happen though was to get caught red-handed in your hiding spot by the one and only Ban Hammer. To put it lightly, it ended up in much more than just a simple scuffle, though to your luck, you escaped, but just barely.

Your first thought was to go straight to Zuka’s, even if it was the dead of night. When he answered your pounding on his door, he didn’t seem too happy about it, but despite his indifference toward you, seeing the state of your appearance caused him to allow you inside.

You now laid upon Zuka’s netted bed, your new wounds due to the strife you got into only a couple hours ago all bandaged up thanks to the shopkeeper. After being alone in silence for what felt like an eternity, though was only a few minutes, Zuka eventually reentered the room, sitting upon the bed beside you, his legs dangling off the edge of it.

“I brought you tea..”

Zuka muttered with a hint of worry in his tired tone, placing the mug in your damaged hands. The shopkeeper then looked up at your snivelling face before carefully reaching his only hand over, gently wiping away a tear welling up in your good eye then pulling away a second later, placing it back down on an empty spot on the bed to keep himself held up.