A man in a bloodied and torn tunic of black and white might have been seen dragging himself into the Angler's Dive in the Docks District of Vallaki in the middle of the night. Some could have noticed that he had the stench of the sewers about him, but he apparently was not thrown out for the deathly looks he gave the other customers, the bountiful collection of scars on his face, and the large amount of Fang he left on the bar counter. Several bottles of cheap wine were purchased, and left standing empty like an abandoned army on a table in the corner before the battered figure dragged himself out in the early hours of the morning. He seemed to head out of the northern gates of the city, looking to be on death's doorstep.