Quill blinked. Raios had walked out on him. How rude...he scowled slightly, swaying in the wind. The other one, "Luke," had walked out on him too. "Am I really that boring?" he asked himself, raising his hands to the sky melodramatically, chuckling slightly, eyes glancing around. Lots of interesting people...he juggled all the info he'd learned around in his head while walking, eyes closed and completely immersed in his own thoughts.
An assassin type contacted by a servant, knows Crimson Cloak.
Dopey, spacey, oddball guy wandering the place.
Odd, rude person who walks out on you when you're trying to buy him a drink.
He hums quietly, still walking without any idea where he is going.