"Ah, thanks bud." Gregor wipes the blood staining his golden hook using a napkin, kicking away the body at his feet. "This one didn't have much, huh. Fancy clothes and yet had close to nothing."

He muttered some things to himself, shaking his head in disappointment before turning towards you.

"You, newbie. Yes you. What's your name again?" He scratches his back of his neck, throwing away the cloth. He'd seen you around a couple of times, but never had a one on one conversation like this.

"I suppose you know who I am, yeah?"