The next morning after arriving in Nelix and the heated talks in the Circle room, Billin enters one of the taverns and orders a strong whiskey before looking around the room to see if anyone was there from the fort.
As Billin scans the tavern he spots Jinn sitting alone at a corner table. He looks like he hasn't slept since arriving in Nelix. A mug of ale sits in front of him, obviously untouched, and he doesn't seem to notice as people pass by him, focusing only on the vial in his hand. As Billins eye adjust to the haze of smoke in the tavern he notices that Jinn's usual color clothing has been replaced with a simple black tabbard and black pants. Also his tails, scarves, and even leather vest are strangely absent.
Billin walks over and sits down across from Jinn and looks at the vial in his hand.
Looking down at the rich amber liquid in his own cup. Letting out a deep sigh Billin takes a large gulp of his drink, "what do you have there?" He asks motioning to the glass vial in Jinns hand