Neverwinter Forest currents

Feeling as though he'd done a very good thing, Glaukos didn't feel the urge to correct the man's attempt at countering; he let it slide, and it wouldn't have mattered anyway because the stranger was fleeing.

Perhaps this was worth reporting to Solharr? Not much had come from the interception, though. No blood was spilled, no injured incurred. The longer Glaukos considered things—and as he considered, he stared after the white figure as it made its way through the Neverwinter—he came to the conclusion that it wasn't worth sharing.

Glaukos didn't need a pat on the back. He was content to know he'd done his job, and was even a little bit impressed with himself, because the man was leaving with all four legs still attached.