By the time evening fell within the grounds of the Night Parade, Samuel had made enough preprarations to return to the place comfortably.  It had taken a bit of effort, some conniving, but he'd managed to bring about a pair of talismans when he returned.  The one worn as a ring would be for his defensive measures, countering, hopefully, most of the things this place could throw at him.  To an extent, anyway.  That ring was situated on his left ring finger as a simple silver band set with a bloodstone.<br/><br/>The offensive talisman was the torque around his throat, inscribed with numerous runes and set with chips of bloodstone.  Granted, the bloodstone from both had been created recently from a bit of dark magic and a pair of people taken off the streets, but the power within them was prominent.  He'd probably shortened his lifespan by a few years with the effort put forth into their crafting, but they were going to be needed and well-used in short order.<br/><br/>Samuel took his time in sending out his focus amongst the tents before heading to the one that housed Lasciel and her show.  After all, he'd have to deal with any of those who'd bother her as well as those he'd need to eliminate in due time.  His mind was fresh with the spells he'd memorized, his talismans were flushed with power, and he'd brought his full killing intent for this endeavor.  Before he left this place, Samuel would leave with his new familiar.