Remirg made an inconspicuous rendezvous with many servants of the house and was relieved to know that nobody was suspicious of his behaviour. He couldn't blame them. By the looks of it, Karl hardly talked to any of his servants or even the Butler.
He had barely spoken any words since he woke up.
Nevertheless, he had gotten ready for another day at the office; another day to collect more information.
He checked into the inventory and was satisfied that the real Karl Kriglan was safe.
He donned his official robes and badge, and made his way out of the residential complex. In order to look like his normal self, Remirg played safe and went for a carriage.
Not too expensive, not too cheap.
He wasn't a pauper, nor was he a noble. This would suit his personality.
The journey to the Office took about one and a half hours, and on his way, Remirg gazed at his own home.
Nothing different. He checked with Prana Presence.
