Krindulmar was quick to depart from the bar, while Mordecai remained seated at the table, again pondering exactly what was going on. He had came to this bar for a rest, yet this desire went unfulfilled. He raised his glass and sculled the last fourth of his drink, before slamming it on the table and rushing out of the now quiet tavern, as the afternoon rush had passed.

He burst outside and looked around. Krindulmar couldn't be seen anywhere amongst the busy shopping crowds in the main street. Mordecai frantically searched but to no avail. According to Mordecai's perception Krindulmar was gone, but perception isn't truth. Suddenly Mordecai felt a chilling wind blow up the back of his garment, forcing him to suddenly turn in a battle stance. A large man doing this in the middle of the main street excited many of the passers by, as they stopped and gazed at him. Mordecai took no notice, as he had seen it. An alleyway that wasn't unfamiliar to him. It beckoned to him to enter in a mysterious way. Mordecai started jogging down the alleyway. He was on edge, prepared to fight.

The alley was long and Mordecai stopped running once he was far from the main street. He stopped to catch his breath as heaving yourself along at that pace, when you're so large, is not an easy task. He leaned against one wall of the alley and slid down into a sitting position. What was with this Krindulmar? Where had he gone? Questions bombarded Mordecai's head. He was slumped over. Confused and in anguish.

Time passed. He had caught his breath and finally looked up. Krindulmar was standing across the alleyway. Mordecai quickly sprung to his feet prepared for what may happen, with a questioning glare in his eyes. How long had Krindulmar been there? Krindulmar did nothing but let a laugh escape his mouth, causing a smirk.

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