"Hmm, and you are?"
"Kael, sir! My name is Kael! Just Kael!" The beastman said, seeming oddly familiar.
He had sleek, reddish-orange fur with a white underbelly. His pointed ears twitched with alertness, and his bright green eyes, once full of curiosity, were now mere empty shells. His sailor uniform was torn in several places.
"And you are?" Alver asked, his gaze shifting from Kael to Clay.
"I'm the one who sent you the corpse of the creature from Reva Kingdom. I found—" His mouth was abruptly covered by Clay's hand.
"Lower your voice, kid."
Kael's ears drooped. "Sorry."
"You did a great job. Here—" Alver placed a few gold coins on the desk, which were quickly snatched up by Kael.
"But that's—" Kael began to protest but was immediately grabbed by Clay.
"You got your payment, boy. Let's go."