Velimir let out a sigh as he leaned back against one of the seats as he sat in the Round Table pub in the mall. He had only just arrived in Höllvania after word of Rusalka, and he hoped he'd find answers here.

Thankfully Minerva was off away from him for once, so he had a moment of peace and quiet. He had hoped he'd find some kind of answer here quickly about what happened, but things were awfully and exhaustingly slow. There was no direct answer given about what happened to Rusalka, and he hated it; serving to just stress him more than he's already been.

Well, at least he was in a pub, so he could whip up a drink for himself or something, or light a cigar to destress. He ran a hand through his hair as he thought, but those thoughts quickly halted as he heard the sound of footsteps walking through the doorway. Even with the music of the mall coming from the stage outside and then inside the pub, that sound cut through it like nothing.

Everything here was on the more unexpected side, so he couldn't even really predict what in Sol's name he was about to be informed of.