Rumor had a way of traveling faster then anything else known to man or wizard alike. There was a small part of Acton that would have wanted to study just how fast a rumor could travel one day. Sure there were ways that magic could be used for translocation, it was not exactly a difficult ability it just took a large amount of preparation. Then there was the fact that if it did go wrong it tended to go wrong in ways that were just short of catastrophic. Teleporting into solid rock was one of those. When ever possibly the wizard had decided to travel by more conventional means. That would also mean that no matter where he went there was always a large following of people ready to receive him. The very way towns behaved changed based on if a wizard was going to show up. They were rare, blessedly so. The world could not take much in the terms of their magical abilities and many were regarded with fear. For good reason, madness followed those that could delve into the primal mysteries closer then any other.<br/><br/>It was perhaps why he was even coming to this town truth be told. Sure there was the pending business arrangement. The last reply that he received did not set terribly well with him but Acton understood where he was coming from. In a pure logistical stand point he could not fault the man but the very idea of it. He had not even met the woman before, and he was expected to marry her and all that it entailed. What about love? What about even being able to stand each other? It was this reason that brought him to the town in the first place. If he was going to do this deal he would at least need to meet her. See where it would go from there. Yes he could marry her, keep her in the tower and still do the work and business that was required by a man of his station but that was no way to live. The wizard closed his brown eyes as he stepped fully into the town proper. The gold ring around the color would give just who he was away and he was not ready for that.<br/><br/>The long coat would double as a cloak and while he would have preferred to hide his eyes completely they were not exactly stylish. The golden thread that embroidered the cuff would draw the attention to his eyes when the time was right but he kept his head down. The town was already a buzz with the news that a wizard was going to arrive. There was a heady mixture of fear, awe, respect and hatred that seemed to ebb and flow based on who was around. They were not exactly universally liked but they were almost always given a wide berth. It was almost novel how they clustered around him as though he were no one as he walked. For once he was actually normal as he walked through the town. The whispers were increasing as they all waited for him to arrive expecting a great trumphet of power that would leave no one doubting who and what he was. Some were looking to the skies to see if he would fly in while others looking to the standing structures that were required to be built in every town so that the wizards could have a place to teleport to.<br/><br/>They never expected one to walk. He was early, so no one was entirely looking for him just yet. Acton did stop and ask a boy for directions to the D'alessio manor. When he leaned down the poor kid gasped as seeing his eyes and before the child could catch himself making a sign for warding against evil. The wizard did not mind it, not any more. If anything at least this kid was truthful in how he felt. He ruffled the kids hair and gave him a single gold coin. That alone would be a small fortune to almost any family that lived around town. It was at least a good deed and it would keep his secret for a little longer. There was only one more hour. Once he arrived at the manor house then all bets would be off.<br/><br/>* * * *<br/><br/>Acton knocked sharply on the door. It took little to no time for it to be answered by a servant. He attempted to keep his eyes from being noticed, not looking the servant directly in the eye. “Hello, is the Master of the house available.” he gave a quite smile. “There are several business propositions that I would like to go over with him.” Before the servant could turn him away he held up his hand. “I know, I did not make an appointment but it could be quite profitable for both of us if he at least heard me out.” The wizard held up a bag, opening up to reveal a large handful of gold coins. It would have been more then the man would make for almost an entire year and he was just walking around with it. He gave a slight shrug, “If your master is not interested in such a proposition then I would happily go elsewhere.”<br/><br/>He was quickly lead into the office. While it took some time, the house was very active. There was a part of him that really disliked such deception but sometimes it was the only way to get valid information. Too much of the whispers about this family still lingered on the fire three years ago, about the poor boy who had gone made with the gift of power. It was the specter that was over them all that one day they could not make heads or tails of the world and attempt to remake it, often violently. Still, he had to know. Closing his eyes he called forth the power that was his birthright and cast his senses around the house. Listening ot the various whispers, of the conversations that would go along. The house was new, it still did not have a true personality that could resist his intrusion but the foundation was old.<br/><br/>Acton could only smile as the door was opened promptly. He stood to shake the man's hand. There was no spell in the world that would hide the raw magic that was contained right behind his eyes. The only hope he had was that the man would be far too distracted to really look at him beyond his appearance.