Eli discarded the idea with a wave of his hand. "I'll pass on that one. Things give me the creeps. Tracked a pickpocket into a hole in a cliffside this one time, and I took a tumble down Kuan'an-knows-where and landed myself in the middle of one of their nesting grounds. Cracked some eggs on my down and got covered in the nastiest sort of goo you can imagine. **** got everywhere. Anyway, turns out that sort'a thing was enough to wake some of the other things creeping in the darkness... Broke a pinky toe on my outta that hellhole. Nasty bit of business."
"Aye." Elijah reached into a pocket, retrieving a few gold coins and dropping them on the counter for Mirielle. "Sometimes the only place to go is where nobody knows your name." He spoke that last part as though it was a jingle.
The man took a seat next to Maren. "Well, it's either here, the wilderness, or one of the five slums. Easy pickings. Mirielle, I need a proper drink. You know what I like." This would mark his sixth time ordering a G&T today.