<strong>Name:</strong>Drulok<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Room<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>all<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Shakes his head at the pet given to him, he hisses towards Marc's back as he walked into the main room to talk to the demon.  Crawling in the shadows out of sight for the most part, not having any scent and almost unseen in darkness.  The Haunt could easily move through the shadows of the club, making his way towards the group as they spoke below.  Watching closely now that we was below, his black eyes even helping him being able to stare at his victim from the darkness as he stalked them without even being noticed.<br/><br/>Once he was in view, he noticed the demon was taken care of.  He frowned at that, no fun if there was no trouble to cause or trouble to be seen.  He had an idea to do something to help the highborn demon, just to have some fun.  But he rolled his eyes to himself, knowing he would just get them all after him.  He mumbled to himself, "..they no have fun".  He was out of sight, but he still was able to listen to the conversations.  Not that it interested him much, the whole who is bigger and better.  Not the Haunt's cup of blood, he was just about torment and death.<br/><br/>