The streets are pitch black underneath the full moon that siits high above everyhing. The rats and other insects stop only briefly before taking off into the darkness of the shadows as the scum of the streets hide in the allys. Several lanterns stay upon the walls, their flames whipping in the small wind that blows through that dark hellhole.

Footsteps can be heard from everywhere, along with a variety of noises that make uo this part of Lomedor. A figure dressed in black makes it's way down the dirty streets. It's hair is short and pointed everywhere while the sides are shaved down, as well as the back of it's head.

It begins humming a light tune as it makes it's way into a bit of light. It's body reveals itself but it's face is still hidden in the blackness of the shadows. It's body is thin and long. On it's back is a dagger, it's sheath and handle are bloodstained.

It lifts itself and shows the face of a man. Eyes mainly white, black dots make it's pupils and it's face seems crazed but it continues to hum the light tune. An orc comes out of one of the allys, it brings down a maul at the man's head but he doesn't stop walking and the maul misses by a millimeter.

The green-skinned brute roars as it brings the maul at the man once again, but he jumps and the maul swings beneath him. His feet tap against the stone ground as he turns to the orc, a smile on his face as he keeps his eyes closed. He does not tremble but instead just stand there while the orc swings it's maul again.

Once again the man jumps it abut this time reaches quickly behind his back and pulls out the bloodstained dagger. The blade seems to shimmer from what little light there is.

Blood quickly covered the blade and part of the man's arm as he pierced the orc's throat, severing an artery and quickly killing the orc. Before it completley fell the man wiped the blade on the orc and put it back in it's sheath, continuing his journey to Drital Qu'ellar, for some unknown reason.