Korpsit watched his brethren from the moment he entered the bar. Hard as it was to believe, not many goblins frequented the alley. They were rare and refreshing thing.

Of course, the beady eyed creature had an idea of what brought this one down here. It was likely the same thing that had many wizards stumbling through the dark streets here. Galleons. Bets. The odds could be more or less favourable depending on how weighted a goblin's hands became with the glittering treasure.

With a grunt, Korpsit took the stool by Felnott at the bar. "Any interesting news?" He didn't frequent the above alley very much and welcomed any news that could become profit.