As the night deepened, after wandering through the city streets, David finally found his target in the port's Lower City District.
When he stepped out from an empty alleyway, he once again took on the appearance of the same "tool" Elf from before.
However, to lower the target's guard, he deliberately made a few slight adjustments to that face, which might still be considered handsome in human eyes.
Pale-faced, with bags under his eyes and a slight, unnatural flush to his cheeks.
In any case, he looked kidney-deficient at first glance.
As David approached without much concealment, the short Elf standing on the street corner in the cold wind immediately licked her lips and smiled at him. She didn't act aloof or turn her head and walk away, as other respectable Elves or Public Order Officers might have done.
"Give me some goods first." David took out a silver coin and placed it in her outstretched palm.
