Fendros and Sabine turned their heads to the Nord. It was convenient that one of the leads Azayn mentioned was so accessible.

"Matami?" Fendros said. "If this woman know of his whereabouts, we shall find her." Fendros took a couple of steps closer so he didn't have to speak such a distance. "Would you mind describing her to me, sir?"

Sabine stayed across from the barman. She smiled. "Thank you for your help. You were interrupted, though. Has Cyrus been behaving recklessly?"