Jameson found his way off of the wall with an unexpected ease. For a while he simply lost himself among the crowds. His thoughts intermingled among each other for a while, not entirely thinking about any one thing at a time. Jameson smiled softly as he remembered the good old days. He suddenly felt overcome with the need to play a hand of cards. He wondered if Kyoto or Ishmael would be interested. He soon found himself outside of the inn the group was now staying in.

Jameson was about to enter when a messenger accidentally bumped into him and entered the building himself. Jameson became curious, he sensed Valken but was not sure where he was exactly. Jameson brushed off his trench coat and stepped in the building. Inside was the messenger, telling the party that the Queen had requested and audience with them. Jameson nodded his head. "I believe I'll be sitting this one out, I need too do some thinking..." His thoughts trailed off as he pondered what exactly he had meant by that. It was strange.. He felt.. Different..

He felt...

Jameson began to fall forward.

And then his vision went white...

~~Barghest~~

The wolf nodded to his master as he left to meet the prisoners. His pack would be having a feast tonight.