In Murphy's eagerness to find someone else that believed him, he lost sight of a very important possibility. The turk dispelled his overeagerness with but a single sentence. !How are we going to trust her?! It was quite a different avenue of possibility, what if this woman was indeed not a victim, but an agent of the malign forces that had scarred Murphy and the turk. "Miss, you seem awfully eager to get us to come along to your home. And my turkish comrade here raised a very good question, can we trust you?" Murphy wondered what kind of stupidity had beset him to simply trust some random woman who came in and all but demanded he come with her. Murphy looked around to see if anyone was listening, what he was about to say would sound insane even from a drunk man, and he was obviously sober.<br/><br/>"Lady, you may not have heard this yet, but I almost got my leg torn off from by some monstrous demon straight out of your worst nightmares. What's your story?" Murphy then turned to the foreign diplmoat on his side. "And for that matter, whatever monstrous event happened to you?<br/><br/><div><hr style="height:2px; width:100%; border:0; color: white;background:white;"/></div><br/>It would seem the tracker's quarry wouldn't leave the premises quite yet. This pleased the unknown stalker. However, it would appear the his prey were starting to spread knowledge of the supernatural amongst one another. His ears were sharper than an normal man, and he had no problem listening in on the conversation. He tensed up, his masters would not be pleased should these people be allowed to unite themselves, it was time he intervened, but he would have to wait for an oppurtunity, this alehouse had way too many witnesses for him to show his true nature. And then his mind remembered, one of the gifts granted by his masters.<br/><br/>The man started humming, to a casual listener, it would simply sound like a rather cacaphonous attempt at imitating music, but the sounds held purpose, before long, the shroud of the night would overcome this place, and he would have free reign to do as he pleased.<br/>(OOC: starting from this post, people in the bar are becoming inexplicably drowsy,before long, sleep will have incapacitated everyone.)