Ash Phum Takari watched as the orange hued clouds rolled over the tree tops as he leaned against a signpost. The setting sun was a relief from the uncomfortable late summer heat, a soft breeze blowing through the leaves and ruffling his dark hair. While proclaiming himself to be a monk he didn't quite look the part. He wore loose fitting silk pants with a thrift store shirt a size too big hanging from his broad shoulders. A slightly ragged field jacket was pulled around his chest, his fingers adjusting the straps to the cloth wrappings tightened to his back. With his free hand he toyed with the prayer beads tangled around his wrist. His small circular medallion rested in the middle of his chest, soft brown eyes browsing his surroundings. Deciding that the time to be sitting against a signpost was over, he quickly jumped to his feet and began walking.<br/><br/>His thoughts began to wander as he did. He had spent longer than he had expected to in this small little town. If he was honest with himself he still wasn't sure of what exactly he was looking for but he did know he had to get rid of whatever was plaguing these people. People were disappearing and he needed to find out why. Hopefully he would find these people but he also did not want to get his hopes up. Too many times has he been looking for survivors and found bodies instead. He shook his head from those thoughts and picked up his pace.<br/><br/>It did not help people didn't seem to trust him. He figured it was mostly because of the fact he called himself a monk and asked multiple questions about their sleep schedules. Though it wasn't really his fault he needed to find out what was causing these problems. He moved past another set of buildings and changed his direction towards the cropping of trees hiding what he assumed was stealing those people. Ash knew that simply wandering through the woods at night and hoping to find some sort of creature of the night was almost completely useless, he might eventually get lucky.<br/><br/>Day quickly shifted into night and the pleasant cool afternoon air soon shifted into a chilly night breeze. Ash pulled his jacket tighter around his body as he walked passed the first set of trees marking the entrance into the woods. His nose was quickly filled with the smell of bark and crushed leaves, his ears listening intently to the sounds of the wildlife around him. As he walked he began to think that there was something else in the forest with him, though he wasn't sure what yet.