<br/><strong>Rhaella new questions</strong><br/><br/>The self proclaimed Master of Dreams grinned all the more at Rhaella's praise and nodded gesturing for her to continue as she moved on to the other topic,  He eyed her as she pulled out a wanted sign and the grin slipped from his face. He reached out and took the poster from her and studied it for a moment as glanced between it and her whilst stroking his moustache with one hand,<em>“I know something about this one yes, although few call him a man he is a bat devil one of the titanspawn races. What do you want with him then dear ?” </em><br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Trouble outside the Perfect Princess</strong><br/><br/>The masked figure followed with Woem and Shiloh with a simple nod and cold hollow statement<em>“As you wish”</em>, as the three rushed to aide the Hollowfaust necromancer and his guard the rabble was taken back with surprise things where starting to look less favourable. The gang of thugs and mercenaries faltered and fell back slightly glancing to one another and there ringleader who scowled at the turn of circumstance, the necromancer glanced around at his new ally slightly surprised his female guardian eyed them ever suspicious.  The necromancer spoke in a grave tone just loud enough for Woem and Shiloh to hear “I thank you friends, but I understand not why you risk your lives for I.”<br/><br/>The masked figure stood with Woem, Shiloh and the guardian before the necromancer in a stance that betrayed intent, with hands at the ready to draw forth a weapon and attack gazing about at the gathered thugs. The ringleader snarled and brandished his club at the newcomers pointing threateningly at each of them<em>“Why do you interfere in this ! What does one of the masked care for such scum ? This man is marked for death, do you wish to join him ?” <br/></em><br/>The Necromancer frowned slightly and steadied himself against his staff before offering his own words to the gathered crowd.<em>“Your mark matters not to me, I shall defend myself if necessary but I would much rather pass and be on my way.”   <br/></em><br/>The crowd of thugs and mercenaries seamed much less confident and eager to attack now, there number even seamed to have dwindled slightly as a few of the mob skulked of while there ringleader was distracted with events. They jeered and shouted angrily and the necromancer and the new arrivals, questioning there place there the addition of Woem, Shiloh and the masked figured defiantly seamed to have unhinged and shaken the morale of the group.