Vauldis shuffled out of the inn quietly, not wanting to draw any attention to himself, he had hunched over and covered himself in black robes with a cowl covering his face, it also gave him the appearance of an old man combined with his hunched walk. He had arrived late last night.So instead of going to the meeting point so early,he decided spend the night waiting in the inn.

As Vauldis left the inn and on to the fairly empty roads however, a young man (Vauldis guessed he was more of a boy, in his late teens) rather shakily confronted him[color=0072bc]"O-kay , sorry but give me your gold!"[/color] The man announced, brandishing a knife rather clumsily. Vauldis inspected the area to see if there was anyone nearby, there wasn't from what the lycan could see. Leaving his hunched position, he rose up above the robber before removing his cowl, revealing his beastly, almost decaying, face. The clumsy thief-to-be let out a slight squealed before Vauldis lurched forwards and grabbed him by the throat, his other clawed and went to the man's face and made a beckoning gesture. After a few seconds of confused silence the man began to cough and splutter before a silvery substance erupted from his mouth. Vauldis grabbed it and released it into the air, shortly after it was consumed by and inky blackness. After this the lycan cast the man to one side, hunched down and pulled his cloak back up before making his way up the road to the capital cities entrance.