[color=#A9F5F2][b]Chase Dawnshard[/b][/color]

The blackness of night had struck the land, not one would expect two figures dwindling about at the death of day,
"Hasten whatever you're doing, I feel jitters this dead of the night" said a raspy, haggard voice with a tinge of fear "I feel something watching us." 

"What are ya' scared about? Getting cold feet you [i]cur[/i]?" another voice replied in a snide tone. Both men continued about but one still couldn't rid the feeling of being watched by callous eyes.

Dirt was strewn and spread all over the place, and a hole could be found in-front of a venerated gravestone. The two greedy shadows quickly ravaged the body, "Hoho, we struck some rich bloke didn'we?" the voice tattled in the condemning darkness, "Just hurry up and gather the valuables." the other said, in a hushed, distressed tone.

An outline could be seen in the distance, walking slowly to the two shadows dancing in the dark, slowly sheathing the weapon out of the holster, and pointed it at the two shapes who were now staring at the mysterious figure. [color=#A9F5F2]"Halt your misconduct, you have debauched Zlore and her people."[/color] the alarming and dark voice said. [color=#A9F5F2]"Place everything back and I will let you go."[/color]

"Wh- Who in Jergal's name do you think you are?!" one of them said, in a demanding voice devoid of any confidence to the hooded figure. The other pulled out a short, snubby knife out of his coat pocket, "You don't wanna mess with me you damne-" before he could finish, his rusted knife was cut in half, 

[color=#A9F5F2]"You really don't want to do any of that, you're not fast enough, y'see?"[/color] the hooded figure said, resting slightly on his long sword. A puddle was quickly forming on the ground below one the individuals. "No- No way, IT'S REAL?" he said through clattering teeth. "I- I thought it was myths and legends!"

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Soon after the kerfuffle, Chase could only sigh at the two escaping shadows, only the fear of God in hand. [color=#A9F5F2]"Where is this 'Specter' legend coming from?"[/color] he said to no one in particular with a raised eyebrow.

Shoveling the dirt back to their rightful place, then swiping the sweat off his forehead, he quickly paid respects to the defiled graves and started to walk back. Softly whistling a tune to himself, he stopped in his tracks when a peculiar thing caught his eye, particularly, a swirling ball of light. He noticed it get bigger and bigger, when in actuality, it was drawing closer, Chase instinctively clutched his sheathed beauties but came to a halt when he noticed that it slowed down, it spun around him many times, [color=#A9F5F2]"Woah, dinner under the stars first, buddy"[/color] he said to it with a smirk.

It suddenly jerked away, and stopped, as if it was looking back at Chase, urging him to follow. Chase, being bored in the entirety of his night 'patrol' as an over-glorified watchman, decided to sate his curiosity and follow the playful little ball of energy. Slightly chuckling at his horrendous pun, he trekked on, not really knowing what to expect, only seeing distant mountains.