A few nights ago Tyler had been confronted by a stranger in the back alley. He hadn't known the man's name, the only thing he knew was that he received a map and if he didn't follow it there were to be dire consequences.

Tyler arrived in the marketplace, which appeared to be the starting point of the map. Odd, he had heard of a murder here recently though he can't quite remember specifically where, must've slipped by under the whole fire scandal.

He kept following the map until it lead to a large building, the map clearly indicated to go through it, but the door was bolted shut. He looked around, scanning his environment until he spotted that the window was open. Tyler surveyed for ledges or any places he could grip to scale the building. Spotting a few he backed up and ran towards the wall, jumping last second and running up it a few steps, grabbing a high up deviation in the wall. He slipped his other hand onto another ledge-like deviation in the wall, slipping his left hand up thereafter and using the previous ledge to boost him into the window.

Inside there were torturing instruments which seemed bolted to the wall. In many of these torturing devices were dead men. Disemboweled, dismembered, and a more. He narrowed his eyebrows and headed downstairs for an exit. The downstairs was dark and even if the torches in the scones were lit, the lighting wouldn't have been sufficient to make it feel any less eerie. All along the walls there were iron pieces bolted which seemed like they would be used to chain prisoners, but the chains that should be holding prisoners lay on the floor. His eyebrows still narrowed he looked around and he found the door, locked. Tyler backed up a few paces and then ran into the door, busting it off it's hinges. He fully committed to the jump into the door and was left falling face first into gravel. He got up and brushed his jacket and pants off before reaching back into his pocket to look at the map. It seemed to be saying he'd have to travel to WestEnd.

Tyler had followed the map across a bridge, through the docks where he spotted another murder scene, and finally into WestEnd. He was nearing the end of the map trail now. He was walking around a path on the outskirts of town, but had to break off the trail and travel into the forest. After a ten minute hike he came upon an old, ruined building. He looked down at his map.

"This must be the place..." he murmured

He narrowed his brow and his eyes focused on the thing, disgust and anger apparent on his face. That abomination is the same that jumped him in the inn a few days prior. It knocked him unconscious and impersonated him, threatening to steal his lover away afterwards. He attempted to conduct this process without any violence, but he was prepared for any. Cracking his neck and knuckles he took a step forward.

"Where is this leader you speak of, abomination?" There was a hint of threat in his voice.

From inside the cave like opening of jagged, ripped and decayed building came the creak of wood that echoed along the inside of the vast building followed by the methodical falling of feet. "Altio, go find Alex and tell the lad we have guests. Stop terrorizing the lad and find something else to do." In the shadow the robed figure stepped into the sun light. Light blue robes lined in white and cast over with leather guards on the stomach, chest, shoulders and down his arms tied together by a red sash around his waist. A man of about six four and from the small amount of his face shown around the shadows of his hood he was in his early thirties.

A glance was given to the woman looking for work before they turned back to Tyler and he threw his arms open laughing. "Lad! I was almost afraid I was to gonna take fingers before you came." When he reached him he aimed to throw his arm around his shoulder and tug him toward the building he had came from. "Aye lass, I'm the man you're looking for. Come along and lets see what you and the bean sprout here have yeah?" His brow arched up and he pulled down the hood as a show of good faith to them while the free hand moved down to stroke his short beard. "Either of you drink rum' It is the best thing on these sorta hot days."

Quin looked towards Pariah and shrugged her shoulders. Not all understood the methods an individual could take. With a casual glide in her steps she started after the pair of men as if she was a shadow. Both arms folded behind her back beneath her cloak. At the question of rum her head tilted to the side and her head shook. "I don't drink or eat for that matter." Her species drew nutrients through other means.

Her mind raced over what she had learned of Tyler before she studied the other man with narrowed eyes. She had a bead on the type of man Tyler was, but this new individual puzzled her. He was kind and friendly enough, but there was something else about him that made her brow quirk. She stayed a few steps behind them, careful steps carrying her closer to the shadows where they were illuminated with her skin. Everywhere she went her glow cast light to unknown corners or crannies.

She was there. She had been there all along. Swallowed up in the darkness. Not even the sun's rays touched her. She had came because she honestly did not know who the ones her student associated with. So, she came to see herself. Whether it was of her own free will would be unknown.

Silently she would observe them all. Drinking in the details and filing it away for later. Something would disturb the flow of light. She would be seen perching within one of the open windows of the building. Half in darkness and half in light. It was a choice to be seen. The fire in her eyes danced in amusement. Lips slowly curling into a smile. Leaning forward she would drop and tumble down. Landing on the ground with little to no sound.

Surprisingly enough she was not an assassin. She was a teacher and well her student would be along shortly. Clad in the robes of a mage the colors of fire. Pushing the hood back and with her hands laced together in front of her she bowed her head, "Hello..." She said quietly in a voice thick with an accent that was not immediately placed, "My name is Leda." She finished. It was best to announce who she was so they wouldn't jump the gun or sword, was it' Some, knew who she was. To others? Still a mystery.

She raised her gaze as the fire danced in her eyes and gave a friendly smile. Where was he anyway' She could not do this powwow without him and she still had a few lessons to teach him after all.

Much younger than his companion the boy stepped through the shadow with much less grace and know how than she did. Only perhaps ten if going by looks and red eyed as the undertone to that shoulder length black hair. A simple street rat by looks, rags sewn into loose fitting clothing he could grow into with few sparse patches of dried and faded blood through, even his foot wraps had stains from a splatter on them.

When he reached the young woman's side and looked around his hands cupped his eyes and he squinted against the bright light and the contrast to shadow. His voice low and high pitched at the same time somehow with a wheezing tone behind it. He would have quite the deep voice when he became a man. "I think it looks like a dump....Are you sure this is the right place?" He let his arms fall to his side and looked up at her. she had picked him up so he was stuck with her for now. Might as well make the best of it.

There were people here but that didn't mean anything, people were everywhere. He grabbed her clothes, being just past waist height sucks, and tugged on them slightly. "Hey, Enyo. This place feels weird....Let's go home." Premonition was his strong point, it had never lead him astray before. Why would it suddenly do so now"

He paused still with arm looped sharply around Tyler's neck and head turned toward Leda as she approached them. "Lass.....I told you about sitting on the windows, your going to draw attention to us hanging that thing out the window for willy nilly and her grandson to see." He pointed square to her rear and straightened his brow's arch flat. "Yeah yeah. Lad, this here pretty lady is Leda, Lass this is Tyler. And this young lass behind me is.....I never did get your name sweet heart." He motioned between the mage and his students to be before something caught his ears and they twitched slightly. Not a move turning toward the two children but eyes such a hard and cold grasp it choked the life from those that saw them.

"Oi....this ain't a day care for your kid lassy." He finally looked up haveing cut introductions and pleasantries off for the children. But the way the girl moved was strange, very similar to his own from the subtle motions of her dainty hand to the way her eyes seemed to be judging and prepping. But the little boy then stole his attention for a moment. It had been a long time since he saw that look he had under the surface, the look of someone who had killed. against his better judgement he waved them in curling his palm toward himself. "If your hear for a reason come introduce yourselves then." It was simple right?

Gloved hand squeezed Rane's in reassurance as they stopped. Her gaze cut to Rane as she gave him a smile. Then looking back she was all business, "Maybe I should be upset you haven't heard of me but then again maybe it's for the better. I'm Enyo and this is Rane. He's not my kid but a brother all the same."

The introduction was simple but the way she said brother it had deeper meaning. Those who listened would know what it meant. It meant that he wasn't just another kid. He was like Enyo and the rest of them in some sort of a way. But that charming smile still remained as she pulled Rane along with her.

Quincy was lingering behind it seemed. Silver eyes flickered from their calm hue for a moment before she started after them. There was a glance back to Altio as she mused to herself," Heimskr barn, leita vi" y"varr tunga..." Then she looked back to Tyler and their leader. Her eyes turned to the new additions of the group, her eyes mostly taken aback at the sight of the child. Sure, her species started young in training too, but never that young. They liked their young to be at least settled into their final form before they started training. That way when the training came, there was no need to hold back.

At the mention of teaching her lips pursed and her nose crinkled on her face for a moment. She kept herself in check, keeping for the most part her expressions vague and unreadable. If she did make a face like just now, she'd make sure it looked as though she was scowling or noting something about their surroundings rather than what she over heard.

Was it her turn for introductions? She didn't quite know. But as her eyes drifted back towards those that gathered, she figured she'd get it out of the way for the moment, but what to say' Her lips parted as if she was going to give an introduction of length towards the others as they had, but all that came out was," Quin..." then her lips shut just as fast as they had opened.

A smile down at Rane to let him know it would be okay before she pulled him along with her. The boy really didn't have a choice. He had better chances of surviving by sticking to her hip like glue and being her shadow. Just how far down were they willing to tumble down the rabbit hole? Only time would tell. She was a curious girl after all.