Having confirmed Sagramore's well-being for himself, and escaped more or less unscathed, Mordred has one more thing to see to. He did agree to it; it even pleases him, in a way, to have something to do that Sagramore's self-appointed protector approves.

Of course finding anything that Sagramore will actually wear, in his own time and place, ( Read more... )

Occasionally he hangs out in Stigmata, because it's cheap (to say the least) and you meet interesting people; but more often lately he's gravitating to another establishment, tucked away among winding streets, one that smells of old timber and new bread ( Read more... )