[center][h2] [color=662d91]Val'vath[/color] [/h2][/center]

When Lancelot appeared before the group, Val'vath was unsure what to make of him. True, he was as tall as the lycan and hide his form in a set of black armor but he was still a fleshy human underneath. Perhaps he had augmented himself with the black magic he wielded? That was likely.The lycan  shrugged to himself, it was the will of the Gods that he serve Lancelot so he would do just that, no matter what Lancelot was.

When Lancelot vanished in bright flash he turned back to the feast and debated silently whether to continue. After several moments the lycan shakily got to his feet to follow the others that had already departed to their rooms. However, shortly before leaving the hall he realized he would be wandering the castle for hours if he attempted to find his room without assistance. Well, he had a simple spell for that. A small spark of purple energy sputtered to life as he made a swipe in the air before him with his clawed hand, as his hand moved it left behind a trail of black which quickly expanded into a  small sphere hovering in the air. The sphere of darkness shuddered for a moment before three formless shadows fell from it, landing onto the floor silently; after several seconds the sphere faded and the shadows solidified into small,humanoid creatures with skin as black as night and eyes tha seemed to shift between a glowing red and purple. The voidcaller looked down at the creatures and directed an order to them[color=662d91] "Find my chambers,they will be in this castle. They will not be difficult to distinguish from the others" [/color]these creatures were linked to him mentally while they remained in the mortal realm so they knew exactly what Val'vath imagined his chambers to be.
After several moments of observing his new allies, the lycan noticed one of the late arrivals  ; a human that seemed to be having difficulty remaining upright. He chuckled at it [i]Lancelot believes I am equal to that? I am the Gods voice! Ridiculous [/i]. After several more minutes one of his servants returned and pulled at his robes, gesturing for him to follow. Making his way down the corridors of the castle he eventually found his chambers. Honestly, it was nearby and he likely would have found it quickly if he had attempted to track it down himself. With a brief wave of his hand the void creatures erupted into dark mist which quickly faded.

When Val'vath entered through the door, he found it to his liking. A simple hallway led into a fairly large room containing a fur matt, a rather comfortable looking armchair directly opposite a fire place and a bed covered in a variety of furs. There was also a second room left of the hallway which seemed to be entirely devoted to a toilet and bath. Disregarding the chair, Val'vath knelled on the matt and closed his eyes before muttering prayers to the Banished Gods as he attempted to strengthen his connection to them in this new land; untouched by the Banished Gods influence in any significant way for centuries if not ever. He spent the rest of the night in this way until their whispers were present in his mind again.