Raijiin walked quietly down the road that stretched out before him. He'd been walking for quite sometime now... he's lost track of time. "Time..." he thought to himself. "Something that I have so much of yet I find myself in need of..." Being a half demon he hasn't aged since he hit 22 years old. He's now 700. The halfbreed continued down the expanse of road carrying his guitar case in his right hand.<br/>After a few hours had passed, Raijiin squinted his eyes seeing a town ahead. As he continued walking towards the new discovery, he passed a sign. "Welcome to Uptown" the sign read. "Uptown... a quaint little name..." he said aloud to no one but himself. He quickened his pace to reach the town. He was quite eager to have some contact with someone after having walked alone. As he ran his long hair flowed behind him. The silver cross that hung from his left ear jingled a soft little melody with each stride. Before he knew it, he'd reached Uptown.<br/>Gazing around the town he immediately set his sights on a familiar place. A tavern stood before him though he didn't know its name and there seemed to be no sign. A bell made his presence known overhead as he entered through the door. No one looked up at him from the bar or the tables in the room. They were a lively bunch... they just paid him no mind. Raijiin strode to the bar and spoke to the barkeep. " Dear Sir, it appears you have no entertainment for your guests. As it happens I am a musician and I'm willing to work free of charge." The barkeep said nothing in reply, just simply nodded his head and motioned to the stage on the other side of the tables. Raijiin bowed his head to the man and made his way to the tavern stage. No one spared him a glance as he walked passed the tables. Stepping up onto the stage he opened his case and pulled out a black flying V guitar with purple fog that seemed to move and mist across the instrument. He didn't see an amplifier nor did he care for one... his powers would be enough. Thinking of birds sitting on a branch by a stream... he began to play a soft, sweet, clean melody. The melody went on for a few bars then started to soar. Raijiin looked out over the tables and saw the crowd was enraptured with his song. He smiled to himself and as his thoughts shifted to thunder suddenly his tone was heavy, distorted, and fast. His fingers blazed across the fretboard at a blinding pace. Faster, faster, faster still the song took off, then suddenly with a whammy bar dive-bomb it ended. Applause erupted in the little tavern. Raijiin smirked to himself, "if no one else in the town knew I was here before, they can certainly hear that noise and will know now..." Raijiin bowed and strode back to the bar and sat upon a stool. "After a performance like that, you're welcome here anytime you wish man. Now, what'll it be? It's on the house" the barkeep proclaimed. "Thank you sir, I'll have your finest red wine." After the barkeep poured him his wine, Raijiin looked again out over the tables that had now quieted as they went about their conversations again.