Jake knocks on the door, then pushes it open. His cloak ripples a bit as the door opens, seeming to move with a mind of it's own. "Greetings...I see I am early...." he intones, his voice echoing around the room. A few small wisps of dark, smoke-colored fog curl about his head, the hood covering all but the tip of his muzzle.<br/><br/>He walks into the room, seeming to glide along the ground soundlessly. Bowing politely, he introduces himself. "I am Jakob...." he says, giving a Cheshire cat grin.<img alt=":evil:" src="./images/smilies/evil.gif" title="Evil or Very Mad"/>