The bald man nods curtly as Caius takes a seat to acknowledge his presence. He seems to be no fan of small talk either and says, "Thank you for coming. We shall begin our business once the others arrive."<br/><br/>Above you there is a faint buzzing sound. Looking up, you see a massive fly, the size of your arm, sitting in the rafters. The fact that there is a hole the size of your fist in the middle of its head quickly belays its undead nature.