Quinn Estate.
Tostig Quinn, Duke of Ignisra, sat in his private study, a room sealed against scrying magic. Shelves lined the walls, containing arcane books, ledgers, and carefully catalogued information pertaining to the city.
Before him stood two of his most trusted men, who had been ordered by him to secretly tail and observe the wandering Magus Nilrem.
It had already been ten days since he had ordered them to do so. And today, they had finally come to deliver their findings.
Duke Quinn scanned his men's faces and murmured in a low voice, "This better be good news. I'm already quite fed up with constantly having to search for spies in the city."
The two Mana Liquefaction Magi, Seaward and Cliffton, exchanged awkward glances and respectfully nodded. "Yes, my lord."
"Go ahead." Quinn rested his elbows on the table, fingers interlocked.
