*The bar was crowded as was the normal for this time of night. The man looked around and saw the crowd and was pleased. He had heard tales of a half moon demon around here that he wanted to look up on. The Blades were always interested in such people. As he was looking around he noticed a tall stranger enter the room and his heart beat faster. Well well Alec had finally come out of seculsion had he. That means he needed to leave to let The Blades know he was moving around again. With that he took off his pendant and slipped it around the neck of an unsuspecting patron then sat back and awaited the fireworks during which he could escape. Alec was ever easy to manipulate.

Alec looked around the bar and noticed all the people. He tended to hate people because he had seen their vileness. He knew that more than half the people in here would kill their own mother for a nickel. That was the sad part of humanity that he had unfortunatly had very personal experience with. He turned and looked over the crowd through the din. A source had told him that one of those with the pendants would be here. He needed information. He knew that logically but that did not stop him from wanting to kill the man the moment he saw them. So long now he had been an....ahaha.....angel of death. He brought death and justice to those that had tricked him into....well he didn't want to dwell on that. He scanned the bar and found the man. To so brazenly wear that symbol. Damn the arrogance of that man. He didn't want to draw his weapon in here but was sorely tempted to do so and split the mans skull open with his blade. He began to head that way and got angrier on the way so that by the time he reached the individual he was the essence of anger. He towered over the man intimdatingly and grabbed him by his collar. The indvidual looked frightened beyond coherent words and certainly any coherent lie.*

WHERE ARE THEY? TELL ME WHERE THEY ARE AND YOU MIGHT LIVE THROUGH TONIGHT!

I d-d-d-d-don't know what your t-t-t-t-talkin about man. Wh-wh-who?

*Infuriated Alec yanked the pendant off the mans neck. He wanted nothing more than to strangle the man here and now for his arrogance. Times like this he felt his darker side more clearly. He was beyond most of his own rational thought right now....the anger burning in his breast like a bonfire. He unfurled his wings from beneath his cloak. Large and feathered they were....a remnant of his mother still with him. They did however tend to highten an intimidation factor along with his fathers eyes....for his were now red.

WHO??! THE PEOPLE THAT WEAR THESE TELL ME OR I SWEAR....

*Alec lifted the man higher up and began to draw back his fist. Behind him he heard the sound of weapons being drawn but didn't care. The man screamed.*

Drital Qu'ellar Pub...

Who would have thought she would come here again. Now of all times especially.

The young half demon walked the dark streets of Dark Lomedor, as this part was refered to by her. She had a shirt over her armor, anyone who saw it would immediately know she was a Paladin. Her cloak was pulled tightly over her body and her hood was pulled up as far as it would go. She looked towards the pub, it was loud and noisy. "Some things never change" she whispered to the night sky. She continued on her journey towards the pub, wondering why the heck she had decided to come here. 'Because sometimes to get the job done one must go to places that have increased risk than normal. She looked at the door to the pub and slowly walked inside and shut the door.

The door caught her cloak revealing her armor.

She swung around and pulled her cloak free then turned to guard herself. Apparently she was not the person of interest, a man was standing in the middle of the room with angelic wings. He was holding up a man who was obviously scared. The angelic being lifted up his fists as people began drawing weapons. A man behind the angel tried to swing at him but Umbra teleported beside the angelic being and blocked with her own holy blade. “Hey…Fight on even terms…” she said then turned to the angelic being. “Seems you need some help there friend. I don’t think this was the best place to pick a fight.” She finished as she shoved the man off of her sword and sent him into a table breaking it with his dead weight. “And I don’t suggest taking it out on him till we get this mess done.” She said.