Zoltun has withdrawn again. Claiming he’s on the verge of a breakthrough with the Soulstones.
“Nothing can distract me,” he says.
Until now.
Redbrush oil, black pepper, and clams. A recipe from his homeland.
Once it began to boil in the common room, the scent of home finally drew Zoltun out of his chambers.
He scarfed down five bowls. (chuckles) Granted, he scurried right back to his books...but I’ll still take it as a victory.