Just as Phaerun was about to answer Victor's inquiry of ghosts and illusion, someone new entered the room. The man seemed to have a rather flippant and comfortable attitude. At that time their new employer decided to take his leave, so Phaerun brought it upon himself to bring the newcomer up to speed.

[b][color=black]"Greetings good fellow. My name is Phaerun Markuv of Orzhova. As it turns out, each of us is a planeswalker. Gav has hired us to kill the man he believes responsible for the death of their king, and has provided us with a map to the location that the man should be residing as of now."[/color][/b] Phaerun flicked his hand upward, revealing it's black and gray rotting form to the others. As he did so, the pile of coins split into three even piles, each pile finding its way to one of the three walkers. [b][color=black]"I believe the rest we can fill you in on the way. Would you agree, sir Pax?"[/color][/b]