Rook stood both silently and patiently for what seemed like an eternity under the odd glow of the eclipse. It was a beautiful night to be a manslayer yet... there was a lot of information he was missing and although the option of slaughtering everyone in the house seemed enticing, it was also rather needless....and time consuming. And well, Rook was never a fan of something that was either time consuming and/or took effort which that plan seemed it would take. Which was why he'd decided this method was probably better. Or at least would be if someone would answer the goddamn door. No sooner had the thought hit his mind did the sound of several locks being done hit his ears.<br/><br/>Rook slowly began to wrap his fingers around the handle of his blade as the mansion's doors began to slowly open. When a woman's figure came into view though, he relaxed his that were fingers hidden within his sleeves and shot the lady a kind smile. His eyes quickly took in the as much of the general layout of the mansion as they could before quickly reverting their sights back on the woman in front of him. He watched the woman in front of him sigh for some reason when she'd gotten a better look at him but noted that she otherwise made no other visible movements.<br/><br/><strong>“Hopefully.”</strong>Rook replied innocently to her question with a small laugh as a sudden gust of wind caused him a shiver slightly.<strong>“The name's Skye. I'm a traveling shadow monk currently on a pilgrimage away from my monastery. Usually I'm not one to ask such a thing, but tonight's unusually cold and well... I was perhaps wondering if I might be able to stay the night at such a fine place.”</strong><br/><br/>Rook continued to smile towards the woman as he stared into her deep black pupils which seemed to do the same. The eyes caused him to feel slightly uncomfortable as he wondered what they were perhaps looking for yet he showed no visible concern towards them while instead simply continuing to softly smile at the woman.<br/>