Topic: White upon white.

Gwyr · Date: 2006-06-07 10:20 EST

The target human was in RhyDin. His senses were clearly indicating this.

Gwyr walked along the streets, sensing the spectral prints of locals. The human marked with Death. Human that aided the traitor. It was deep, dead night.

Unblinking eyes behind black sunglasses scanned the Inn. Yes, the human was there.

He will contact the human. Always easier to use an intermediary when your target will not (and can not possibly) trust you.

Gwyr · Date: 2006-06-19 09:02 EST

The renegade was here.

He sensed it. The magic of the portal contained the prints of refinement, skill, unique elegance so common among works of his creators. The renegade that dared to run away from destiny.

He struggled to enter the portal, but failed. The magic of the renegade - it clearly prevented those linked to her past from entering her refuge in the Temple of Asmodeus.

There was no disappointment as he returned to RhyDin. In the end, the renegade did communicate with locals. There was a mentioning of a feline shifter that for a while was her pet. There was a human she used as her aide. There was her brother. He heard that the renegade helped him with initiation, but could hardly believe it. Probably some mistake or similarity of rituals. The renegade did have her weaknesses.

Part of her dossier he has seen with his own eyes - destruction of Maedd's cult. How could one of them go against others, he wondered. Emotionless, absorbed by the Trance and experiments... how could the bitch break free at all?

He will know it. He was created for this.