The cool wind whipped around a dark figured as he walked into the small town. He stopped and looked around there were still a few people out and about even though it was night. The man walked down the main road until he found an inn. He walked down the ally next to the inn until he found a door towards the back of the building. Jasper knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer. The door opened up a crack and a voice spoke out from inside.<br/><br/>"Who is it? Oh if it isn't Samael, I didn't think I would see you again. come in." The man said this as he opened the door. The man turned around and walked to a seat next to the fireplace and sat down.<br/><br/>"I am not Samael anymore Jack Call me Jasper." Jasper said this to jack in a gruff tone. Jasper knew this man wouldn't turn him in not after the last time Jack had crossed him.<br/><br/>"I need you to tell me if you have seen a man in his forties, white hair, gray eyes, and wears a robe. He would have been driving a cart." Jasper said this as he walked towards the other seat. Jasper sat down and looked at Jack, it had been at least a year since Jasper had seen Jack.<br/><br/>"Yeah I saw the old guy about a week ago. He healed 2 sick kids before he left there was a big buzz about it." Jack said before grabbing a pipe and putting tobacco in it. He looked at Jasper as he lit it.<br/><br/>"So does this mean you are working for his royal highness again?" Jack asked this question with a sneer.<br/><br/>"No I am not that bastard is still trying to kill me. There are a lot of people looking for him though. So which way did he go?" Jasper said this with a slight edge in his voice.<br/><br/>"He headed north the day after he was here. well if that's all I will see you later." Jack said getting up and walking to the door. Jasper stood up and walked out the door nodding at Jack as he left. Jack closed the door behind Jasper leaving him in the cold night.  Jasper scratched the Tattoo on his chest it hadn't seemed to grow much lately something he was very glad for. The tattoo was always itchy when it wasn't burning through his flesh.<br/><br/>He walked out of the alleyway and towards the entrance of the inn.