Zinvler

You sense a sudden chill in the air as the sound of footsteps approaches your table.

I take a seat next to him, my gaze wandering over the various tomes on the table. Zinvler: He observes your interest in the books with a hint of curiosity, his gaze flickering between you and the ancient tomes. "Are you a scholar as well?" he inquires, taking another sip of his wine.

I lean against the bar, ordering a drink before turning to him “You seem lost in thought, professor.