The manager was still as can be as he watched the three disappear, until their steps no longer echoed in the tunnel. Only then did he stop smiling and shift in place. "What do we know about them?"
Suddenly, a person that wasn't there was there. A man appeared as if from thin air itself. He was an elderly man with white hair, but his eyes were sharp like blades, and an aura of concealed power lay around him. The gang leader of the Gloomspire.
"Nothing. They entered the tunnels four days ago, and the Mistwalkers got their eyes on them. It was normal. But now... it's highly abnormal."
The manager nodded.
To outsiders, the guides and the gangs were uncooperative entities, but those who knew, knew how united the two were in making territories big.
"I have sent my men to retrace their steps, but we have found nothing so far. It was as if the two dropped from the sky, and it's not really that surprising with the war going on..."
