The man looks over his shoulder as he hears someone calling out his name. Ah, speaking about the Gale[sup]*[/sup]. He turns to face the man just as two fishermen pass. He follows the men with cold eyes and steps forward as soon as they gone by. "Rickard. I though you would be by the temple complex by now. Or else somewhere near a park to walk your... pet." Septus looks at the bitch out of the corner of his eye, clearly not being to fond of her. "I think we've earned a fine glass of wine after the completion of that mission, don't you think? We made the world a bit safer by purging that village, even if you might not agree with it." He turns away from Rickard without waiting for an answer and walks straight to the nearest tavern, entering it.

The tavern he entered was called 'The Hearthfire' and a regular off-duty spot for members of the Order of Holy Fire. Drinking was not forbidden by the religion, but abusing the alcohol to forget your sorrows or to excuse yourself for doing stupid things was. Luckily Septus didn't need to worry about both. He just liked the taste of the wine, would drink a glass or two and begone again. He had no interest in chatting up with other Inquisitors and exchange stories. He had Rickard for that after all.

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[sup]*[/sup] = The devil basically. The opposite of Tivun