Perhaps in Terken's Mill or even Rarthereon, those were big cities, but not here, not in the low country. Mart could hardly imagine a reason such an odd looking visitor would come to Laenk. The town was the furthest south you could travel in the whole of the country before hitting the Sea of Souls. Still, he sat there in the shadowy corners, smoking, dressed all in black, with eyes glowing red. Please take time to enjoy your imagination. You can contact me atgeltabzzz@gmail.com
