These 'individuals' ranged from floating heads with wings for ears to foot-tall neatly dressed goblins and fishmen with octopus heads and human bodies.
There was even a small stone gargoyle with a missing bottom half "standing" guard outside a shop.
And the reason why Hao Xuan was able to sense that feeling of kinship was because each and every creature here had a mark on it, be it of one of the Nine or the Old Gods.
But perhaps the strangest part was that he had never seen this section of the city before even though Luz had dragged him along to every place of interest.
It was entirely possible that knowledge of such a place was strictly regulated but Hao Xuan would have still sensed their marks, especially since there were so many of them and in such close proximity.
'What is this place?? How did I get here?'
Turning on his heels, Hao Xuan hoped to retrace his footsteps but came face to face with a grey brick wall blocking his path.
'The hell...'