Jacob wandered the streets of Sigil. This area of Sigil was just beyond the slums. It was unusually clean and normal looking. Still disheveled people and kind of dirty places weren't hard to find on the streets, even in this part of Sigil, but it wasn't like most people were Medieval farmers covered in fertilizer or just dirt in general. Jake felt he understood why Mister Goodeman wasn't too exact with his instructions in who to talk to. Up in the sky there was a huge green sky. "Sigil isn't supposed to look like this". Jake stated. He immediately turned around to question a group of armed men, wearing impressive armor, even for knighthood, "I beg your pardon, but the sky looks quite strange at the moment, even for Sigil's skies. Why is it like this?"<br/><br/>One of the men turned to the other. "Well, we're not sure how you don't know why the sky is like this, but to make a long story short, we're being invaded by demonic creatures from a place they called the Fade. There's a lot more to it then that, but I'm on guard duty. If you would make your way across the street, and to the left, there's a magic shop where you can catch some people having tea and coffee in the lounge and question them. "<br/><br/>Jacob walked across the street as he was told and opened the door when he turned the corner, or would have, had he not noticed several large explosive projectiles being sent his way. He flicked his wrist and shut off the warheads, rendering them unable to explode. Jake didn't expect a fight to erupt in the streets of Sigil this early. How he had forgotten what learned of the place from his time in the real world. "Creatures resembling the Tarkatans. . . no. These ARE Tarkatans. . . what are sword armed freaks doing here in Sigil? These creatures were firing at him with missile launchers. . . As Jake kept  shutting the missiles off, suddenly, he noticed they were all charging him. . . several guards were busy fighting for their own lives to come to Jake's rescue.<br/><br/>Jake nonetheless didn't need that sort of help. He develop a scythe of war conjured from the air. He slashed the first contending Tarkatan in two with one slash. Ten took that single warrior's place, as Jake continued to slice through six other men at arms with only two slashing blows, the other Tarkatans began to grow nervous.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, back at the Harrison Hotel. . .<br/>Something had pierced through Goodeman's wards. Hordes of Tarkatans, Centaurians, Outworld's Vampires and Shokans were pouring into the building like a badly chosen beverage.