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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Wrahn" data-source="post: 1630849" data-attributes="member: 9191">Aekir Ranger1/Fighter 4/Soul Eater 6*Aekir watches silently, scurrying away from the light, hiding in what shadows there are.  He tries to keep his distance from the knight in case he attempts to detect evil.  He tries to understand what they are doing, delving the teachings that were thrust on him for his own dark ritual.*[ooc: KS: Arcana +6]Yllinda he thinks to himself when the woman at rest appears.  From the depths of his soul he can feel Eraithon’s sympathy for the queen.  Aekir can not find it in himself to care.  She is not my assignment, it would endanger my assignment, would likely fail and get me killed.[/I} he reasons with the alien feelings within him.*He carefully notes the appearance of all the participants, noting anything distinctive in appearance or possessions.  He notes every detail of the ritual, from placement of the people, to the order of arrival.  He memorizes the incantation.  He will continue to watch until they are all gone.  Assuming no complications, he will wait again for a second ritual to insure that it is the same and then begin his trek back up from the catacombs.**Arrival back in the daylight is initially dazzling, but his eyes quickly adjust.  He makes his way cautiously back to his boarding house, he checks several times to insure he is not being followed.   Sneaking once again into his rooms finally returning to his native form, he collapses.  Though he slept sporadically in different form, he was always forced to keep his guard up, able to relax finally he sleeps for twelve hours.**He rises in the early afternoon.  He makes his way to one of the more respected bathhouses and order a private bath, he pays extra to have his clothes laundered and for a high quality meal to be provided.  Uncharacteristically he languishes in the bath as the water turns from hot to lukewarm.  His perpetual scowl loosens, and he appears almost young as he stares at the ceiling, lost in the relaxation the water brings.**The door to his private bath opens as one of the serving girl returns his laundered clothes.  She looks up expectantly for a tip and Aekir finds himself staring at her, lusting after her.  Not to sate his bodies lusts but to fill his hollowness.  The girl sees something she does not like in his stare and quickly leaves.*As he rises from the bath, he can feel the weakness spread over him, The hunger[/I} he thinks to himself realizing it has been over a day since  he last fed, cursing himself for his foolishness.  He quickly dries himself and leaves the bath house.  He looks from person to person, from prey to prey as he leaves the relatively affluent area and heads back to the Hollow.  He makes his way to a back alley and savagely rips apart a stray dog.   Feeling the hunger reside, he finds a rat and also brings it’s life, it’s spirit, to an end, his scowl has returned.*Satisfied, he purchase parchment, ink and a quill and returns to his little room drawing a simple, but accurate map of the under palace.  He also attempts to sketch the circle and the dagger that he saw.  When night has truly fallen, he will make his way to the Hydra’s Glass, he will nurse a beer, waiting and watching, until the crowd thins and he will present himself to Wode’s court.*</blockquote>

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