[h2] [centre] [color=ed1c24]Fane Bexley[/color] [/centre] [/h2]


Fane was lurking in the back-alleys of the city, his knife raised above a weeping man, the fellow had been trying to sell him some wonder drug or something. Not that Fane really cared. With a silent strike he ended the man's life and rose from the body, still cackling slightly as he left the dark alleys that he so dearly loved. 

Walking through the bustling streets of New York, Fane noticed a man reading a flyer with an all too familiar mark on it. With a subtle movement, the dark magic user created a rather large spider on the  flyer; the man jumped and threw the flyer to the ground. Chuckling Fane retrieved the flyer,giving the spider an almost affectionate stroke before it crawled away and faded into the void.  Confirming the symbol at the bottom of the flyer was what he had originally thought it was, he made his way to the club with haste.  [color=ed1c24][i]I wonder what fun and games are planned this time?[/i][/color]