Marcus watched as the new-comer left the building. she glanced toward his shop, "why you are curious abut my voodoo shop..." Marcus said to himself. she looked away, grinning at the concept. "How interesting" he said to himself, usually humans would get the idea they were not welcome and leave. Of course none new about the town members being a bunch of monsters...  but we made it no secret that they were unwelcome. Or at least the town did, Marcus on the other hand loved visitors. They were the easiest to trick and get free... items from.<br/>The only down side was he could not reveal his true form and gamble with the more, precious items.<br/><br/>He glanced back at the Human, it appeared she was looking for something. A job maybe, "well then, this should make for some nice entertainment" he said to himself. Because if this, Human was going to stay, she would eventually figure out everything about the town. He was wondering what she would do when she found out when the ever growing pain in the skull werewolf tried to get her attention. Marcus was Curious as to what he would say to this visitor, hopefully not injure her like the last. A complete accident that was, by the way. He always thinks someone is out to get him, he was not sure what he thought about the town though, which was interesting because Marcus new everything about almost anyone but a few in the town.<br/>"Are you lost?"<br/>Marcus heard Sylvan say, "how disappointing"  Marcus thought. For Marcus wished he would have been the first to greet the new comer, but he would have to settle for second place.<br/>"Oh well" he said to himself, Marcus grabbed his black hooded robe and his skeleton mask which was cut so you you can see the top half of his face, but not the bottom half. "cant forget my cards" he said to himself jokingly. leaving the voodoo shop Marcus turned and locked the shop,"too many... valuables" he said to himself. for a second he looked in the window of the store, he admired the human reflection that towered of the mirror like window, now one thing he would never get used to was being so short he was almost disappointed by his height, but then feeling better after remembering that 6 foot one was not a bad height for a human.<br/><br/>Turning around, letting his black robes swirl and convulse with the movement his black mask making him look bad-ass, he glided down the hill ( not literally of course he did not want to scare the bejesus out of the new comer). He moved fluidly to the new comer and were-wolf, and for the first time he wondered how the wolf would react to Marcus's presence there. Not well he figured, but then again why would Death care about that... right?. "Well, too late late to turn back" he said, he waited for the girl to respond to sylvan before he made his presence alert. " Greetings, my name is Marcus I am the one whom owns the voodoo shop". He stared intelligently at them, clearly waiting for a response from the female visitor, Marcus glared in Sylvan's eyes, warning him and issuing a challenge toward his wolf, Marcus telepathically said to sylvan "just give up and go we both know how this contest will end" Marcus was of course talking about a duel of wills, which was how strong your mind and spirit were. After being finished with the duel Marcus gave Sylvan a very large smile that mad him look like he was squinting, and due to the fact that they could only see his squinting bright blue eyes made his appearance more creepy than before. Now Marcus was hoping he himself did not scare off the visitor.