<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(http://yenvantrang.files.wordpress.com/2011/07/85447565-32.jpg)<br/><em>Damiel (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=230865.msg11344524#msg11344524)</em></div><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>Health</strong>: Unhurt    <strong>DDV:</strong> 10   <strong>MDV:</strong> 8(+3 vs Manipulation)<br/><strong>Essence:</strong> 34/45 (peripheral) | 19/19 (personal) | 11 (committed)<br/><strong>Effects:</strong> Loom-Snarling Deception<br/></div><hr/></div><br/>In one the taverns in the city (http://i1168.photobucket.com/albums/r489/AliceinZombieland/Roleplaying/Thread%20Creation/Tavern%20for%20Misfit%20Characters/artworkTavern_zps5189e100.jpg) was empty early in the morning, workers going to work and those who were late had gone asleep already. It was one better quality inns in the city, called Silver Tankard, for reason as it's build and serving rich travelers and merchant princes exclusively and it showed in quality in rooms, staff members (none were ugly nor frowning despite all hard work they do everyday) and most importantly were discreet enough to be blind and deaf when needed when wanting hold high secret business meetings.<br/><br/>With such alias, Damiel had woven his own fate and destiny upon the world appear nothing more than a businessman (who shared his name; Damiel Road) visiting the city and soon meeting some mercenaries and associates of his in this tavern. Exact time when they arrive is on the air but their supposed to arrive somewhere on this season. But none locally knew the true reason; he is infernal defiler who was send to this city to do grand works for yozis. However the work is so vast he was told not to do it alone (even his devoted lovers were counted as his asset for the task), told first time since becoming defiler he is<em>assigned</em>a circle to work with. He is not leader but he is high in favor for all reclamation yozis and has vast resources in his disposal on demand; so he was the one contact each member of forming circle and suggested them to arrive this tavern once they make their way to the city by their own means. He has been in inn for good couple nights already, he openly listed his companion (Lambent Dancer Spark) as his concubine (it's nothing unusual for a rich merchant have some). However in case of Whitefeather she had to lay low bit on profile in taking another disguise; a beloved pet of the merchant prince.<br/><br/>either case his morning starts with still being in luxurious bed in room which he had rented for himself, last night spending good time gambling dice with other merchants or rich travelers while Dancer did one her hot performances in the stage in the inn and causing quite temper rise in both men and women during slowly cold growing season.