Karram Sylian sat alone in his dingy one-bedroom apartment wondering how this could have happened. One day he was working his ass off in an attempt to make a name for himself with the courts and the next the supernatural world as he knew it went to shit. Nemsemet, some terrifying being from ancient times, had successfully killed the Count and his court members single-handed. Karram was there when it all happened, and he and Eromyr just barely escaped unscathed, albeit terribly shaken. The two of them had since been in hiding until Augustus Nicholson, last heir of the de Lacy family, decided to raid the Museum of History in some foolish attempt to defeat Nemsemet. Eromyr begged Karram to join the raid party, but he simply refused. The plan, if you could even call it that, was a suicide mission. So he let Eromyr face the dangers alone, and now he was dead along with every living (and unliving) soul that ventured into that museum...

Karram peered solemnly out his window for a glimpse of hope. Of course it was illogical to think simply looking outside would solve his problems or even offer him any solace, right? Then something caught his eye. Coincidental. Nevertheless, near his apartment complex was this sort of daycare owned by a fairly renowned and very flamboyant supernatural. The name Magnus came to mind; yes, Parael Magnus. Karram had only met him in passing a few times over the years. Honestly Karram knew more about him from the archives housed at the court than from actual interaction with him. Karram shook his head trying to stay focused. 

It seemed a conglomerate of familiar entities were gathering in the daycare. First it was the lycanthrope Antonio, who looked panicked and fidgety as Magnus opened up and allowed him entry. Then Flint, whom Karram had met on several occasions in the courts, knocked loudly before Magnus rushed him in as well. And finally a strange individual in which Karram was entirely unfamiliar went in. [i]What's going on over there?[/i] With his curiosity getting the better of him Karram quickly grabbed his sword and dagger, and hid them securely underneath a dark-colored trench coat. He briskly descended the stairs outside his apartment and made his way across the street to the daycare. Attempting to remain unseen and unheard, Karram stealthily approached the doorway and listened carefully with his eyes closed. 

Albeit muffled, Karram could hear Parael's distinctive voice as he introduced someone named Beth and talked about "[skipping] town before an evil God-Mummy destroys the place." Karram's eyes shot open at hearing this; Nemsemet had this place in his sights? And so near to his own dwelling. It became clear that Karram would not be safe if this rumor were true... Hell, Nemsemet could probably sense other supernaturals from mile away! "Flint apparently has a setup for us. Unless you've got a plan, Tony?" Karram assumed "Tony" was Antonio. And he wondered if Antonio would respond with a differing plan to Flint's "setup." [i]What say you, Antonio?[/i] Another few seconds passed and Karram sighed softly, shaking his head. [i]I can't believe I forgot again...[/i] he thought to himself as he grimaced at his own mental shortcoming... Antonio could probably smell him.