Nothing his eyes could reach was seen as evil, though there was a lingering presence that colored his vision beyond the door with some threat. Yet no evil strong enough to be really picked up and identified could be seen, so it might just be an evil being had been there before. Something foul like finding sloppy mud on a doorstep you had just had to clean as a squire in training forced to do chores to learn humility. Something light, but still there.<br/><br/>Nonetheless Gabriel found himself soon at the old quarter, and true to their words, the knights and Dain had set up at ready. They were waiting about, as Gabriel moved on first. The building was old, and worn out by age, the front greyed out by the years. Thick curtains over the windows, but there was some light escaping at the sides, revealing the room where folks were likely inside. Second story though, and the bottom floor looked like meant for a tavern or an inn.<br/><br/>There was a smell of blood in the air near there, and a look in a nearby alleyway exposed several killed rats, each of them skevered neatly with a hole through them.