<div align="center"><strong>Stráž (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=93697.msg4078385#msg4078385)</strong></div><br/>Stráž blinked his eyes as his vision was intruded upon by the sight of his summoners. His flight path faltered and he had to concentrate to stay aloft, not letting the vision intrude upon his balance. The revelation of the identities came as a great surprise to the night flier when it turned out he was being called by a trio of young girls, obviously mortal by the looks of things. He could not fathom how these children could possibly wrap their minds around something as complex as a spell; were they some kind of apprentice Mages? That didn't seem likely, but how else could they have succeeded in this.<br/><br/>But then his gaze was drawn to a small vial next to the board they had apparently made use of. The vial was surrounded by something, a field, a sensation he knew wasn't supposed to be visible. A sudden sense of recollection struck him as he watched the shifting light of the vial and he realized that the reason why he could see the aura was thanks to a Discipline; Auspex. But he hadn't learned to do that yet, had he? But no; this was something that jostled his memory: He<em>had</em>known how to do this, but he had forgotten. Had he then known how to make use of Disciplines prior to his Embrace? That seemed inconceivable, but there it was. In any case, he felt faintly sure that the vial had an awfully strong aura, which was itself notable because he felt that inanimate items probably shouldn't have auras. It was beside the point: The girls had used this container to call him, so what was inside it? He would probably find out.<br/><br/>By their reactions he surmised that he was as visible to them as they were to him. So they realized their ritual had worked and they now looked upon the creature they had called forth. Did they think him a demon? Perhaps that would be for the best, perhaps they would break off the enchantment and lay their budding witches' career on the shelf? The vision dimmed and failed and Stráž was left flying through the night sky, still headed towards the general London area.<br/><br/>-<br/><br/>The spell hadn't ceased, however, and two nights later he now found himself closing in of the town of Luton, north-west of London, where he began circling the sky as he looked for the place he was being drawn to. It came as no surprise that it wasn't inside the town but somewhere outside its limits; a mansion perhaps? Well, if that spell ended when he reached those girls there would be hell for them to pay.