<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">The Gentleman Magician</span></div><br/><br/><div align="center"><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Creepy Mask</span></em></div><br/>“I thought I sensed you here my beloved.”<br/><br/>The voice that piped up behind her was cultured and posh. While the games began and the crowd leaned in to watch the man behind her seemed far more interested in her. A scent wafted around her and seemed to curl into her nose, a fresh scent of spices and mint. A heavy black overcoat kissed the steps out of the corner of her eyes as a large imposing man sat himself down right next to her.<br/><br/>“Fairy Tale itself couldn’t compete against such a fine guild you’ve assembled.” The man remarked his horns bobbing up and down as he nodded his head in satisfaction. The man was already drawing attention as people tried to get a good look at the long boned snout of his “head”. Truly the man was like no one else in the arena with his horned head, his black eyes, and his long dog like skeleton head. He wasn’t hiding who he was today and instead seemed to enjoy the son on his bones as he looked over at Jessica.<br/><br/>“I brought you some food.” He said showing her his gloved hand and the assortment of treats he brought with him “I know you don’t eat as well as you should, especially when your fretting about your guild.”<br/><br/>(https://josefcd904.files.wordpress.com/2017/10/ancient-magus-bride-ep-1-pic-11.jpg?w=1400)<br/>