Early that morning, Jackal awoke with a start. The ruslting of cars outside was distracting enough but his keen ears detected movement at the door. It took him a moment to register what was going on, and he hoped that it wasn't the police. He got up from his bundle of rags and cloth, the building he had slept in had long been abandoned, no actual furniture existed within the confines of his makeshift 'lair', the windows were boarded up and both time and nature had started to make its work on the house's condition, patches of grass along with cracks and chips in the old construction. As he exited his self claimed room, with a small pile of stolen goods; including jewelry, gold pieces, somewhat valuable gems, and other expensive pieces all hoarded together. However as he approached the door and peeped out of it's broken frame, there was nobody there, the street was empty. However a small note was left at the doorstep. He picked up the paper and closed the door quickly, and began to read it. His eyes illuminating like dim candles in the light-lacking room. 

This was how it all started.

Now Jackal was walking to the destination, he was late of course. Half of the time trying to find this damn place was him being lost and making the wrong turn, the other half was him slacking off. He was dressed in his typical clothes he saw fit for his mortal disguise. Fine black pants, with a buttoned up white shirt, and a blue, long-sleeved jacket left unbutton. His messy white hair covered a bit of his face and amber eyes. His oddly pale skin a contrast with his dark outer clothing. He had a sleek build as well, no muscles to see, and he carried a brown cloth bag filled with his treasure hoard. The contents were jiggling with metal pieces and gems hitting each other, making his presence more known then his loud and slow moving foot steps. His expression was rather slightly annoyed and disinterested in the group before me. [color=9e0b0f][i]I didn't have to act nice to these scum[/i][/color], He thought to himself.

[color=9e0b0f]"I assume you were all dragged out here as well?"[/color] Jackal called out to the group as he drew closer. Above all else he appeared tired if anything, more so then he was annoyed at the situation.