<div align="center"><strong>GM POST </strong></div><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">BARBAS </span></div><br/>"My lord one of them has separated herself from the manor"<br/><br/>A smile curved over his lip before he spoke.<br/><br/>"Show me Rujek"<br/><br/>Barbas vision receded replaced by an overhead shot of the foggy street. He saw her easily enough running through the fog without a care in the world or fear for her safety. His lips curled up in a smirk at the image. These Halliwell woman really thought that they were safe didn't they? That nothing and no one could hurt them?<br/><br/>Well that's what he was there for.<br/><br/>"Thank you Rujek" Barbas said with a deep chuckle "I will take it from here"<br/><br/>The vision receded and Barbas stepped forward in time and space. He reappeared right next to the one running and outside of the safety of the manor. He came in behind her and his hand shot out and grabbed her by the shoulder mid run. He stopped her turning her to face him and smiling like a fox who managed to snare a hen. Power emanated from his body as well as that palpable sense of fear.<br/><br/>"Do you know who I am?" He asked her letting her go and bringing his hand up "You witches are doing you're reading right? Does my reputation proceed me?"