[h2][center][color=0054a6]Kaathe "Crestfallen" Oolacile[/color][/center][/h2]
[h3][center]Dustorne[/center][/h3]

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Having no business of his own to meddle in the affairs of another, Kaathe had no intention on joining Karl, Glodin, and their group on whatever deathly mission it was they were on this time. The only reason he went with them was to say hello to his former captain. Unfortunately, that was what dragged him into their mess. In waiting for their formal business to come to an end, Kaathe had overheard what their mission was. He overheard the details of an OVERSEER mission. That left him with two choices. The first was to leave and deal with the annoyance of the Overseers as a whole, hunting him down for simply knowing about an investigation on a bunch of vampires. No amount of vouching would keep their higher ups from sending people to kill him, which would be welcome if not for the fact that Kaathe didn't want to bother with the constant attacks throughout the rest of his life. The other choice, as much as Kaathe loathed to even think on it, was to go with the Overseers and find a way to get them to keep quiet about him. Another bothersome choice, and one Kaathe was sure he had no control over this time.

The dark elf looked toward Captain Evelynn as she and Marcus left. He wondered if she and Fate had cut a deal, for every time he saw her, he was dragged into another annoyingly dangerous situation that would escalate into even more annoyingly dangerous situations. He respected Evelynn more than most others he had respected, but it was as if Fate used her as an omen for Kaathe's future.

Kaathe sighed once the meeting had been dismissed. He went up to Glodin and Karl.

"[color=0054a6]Let's get going. I'm sure you two want to see who can outdrink who after all this time.[/color]"

Kaathe had a feeling that his presence wasn't all that accepted by the people around the place. Ever since his kind had gone over to piracy to help their people, the masses have painted them as evil ones. If he even got a drink from the tavern, he was sure they'd have him pay more.