Oryon
Each gambling den appeared to have a 'boss' and a distinct personality from the rest.
This particular gambling den which Dorax led us to, had the Bronn vibes all over it. It resembled that of the Casa, and there was no doubt he had been here.
Upbeat music pulsated from a stereo, and women servers milled around the tables where several gamblers minded their business.
There were hoots and cheers as some fancied watching the pole dancer in the middle. I wouldn't even dare look that way.
Winter, Fifi, and Arrow followed, each perhaps lost in their thoughts. I could only wonder what perception they had of the place.
I'm glad Ysabel wasn't here. If she were, she'd be having traumatic memories returning to her, which wouldn't be good for her emotional and mental health.
But damn this man. I'm becoming regretful for looking up to him as a child. He didn't seem like the kind of man I had in mind.