[@Sheogorath] Blood kept walking towards the town centre, scanning the area as he walked. Nothing that gave off a heat signature within his field of vision showed. He paused for a moment and turned around suddenly and swiftly, his arm blade broadside across his chest as a makeshift shield. He stared down at the man from behind his blade, his psychotic grin never wavering. He restored his vision to normal sight and looked him over. "Well, well. What do we have here? A snack that decided to follow me around and offer themselves up to me perhaps?" He spoke. "Or maybe..maybe..A COMPANY DOG HERE TO TRY TO KILL ME?" He bellowed, leaning down the tip of his blade near Nate's throat. He move his arm up, and ran the tip along his cheek making a small cut. "Well..Which is it? Or perhaps...you have information on one 'Magnus Shane'?"

His grin widened, whichever one it was he'd probably end up killing him regardless once he got what he wanted. It had been a bit before he last ate..after all..