[center][color=a36209][h3]Leonil Drestback[/h3]
Location: Town
Interacting with: Alaia ([@Alivefalling]) Nathaniel ([@HumanMusic]) [/color][/center]
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Leonil watched as Nathaniel let out an outburst, pointing the tip of his sword at his chest. To the untrained ear, Nathaniel would have come across as a man who just didn't want anything to do with werewolves and only had to work with him because he was with Alaia. However, Leonil could hear the hurt in his voice - something had happened to him which caused this hatred. What exactly, the werewolf wasn't sure and he wasn't going to find out any time soon. However, this closed minded ideals would be detrimental to their attack. Less forces meant less possibility of winning. Even if there were only a few of his kind who were willing to help, their strength would be much more help than humans who weren't even trained.

Then, Alaia swung her fist at the man and grew angry at having raised his sword to him. It didn't bother the werewolf but he let it be. He looked to the side to see that there were people gathering - the men and women of Lapenzan had finally opened their eyes that they needed to stop the vampire's reign. It pained Leonil to think that they would soon turn their weapons against his kind, to drive them out for good. However, in the moment, he knew where he had to side. The Child of Darkness wasn't alien to siding with the humans - especially with the fall of the Drestback family being one of the main reasons why these humans were still alive. 

He turned to Alaia when she walked back and then nodded, [color=a36209]"I shall send messages to those I know. It would be too risky if I were to publicly announce what we would be doing. Aklenroth may be aware of it, but I'd rather not have packs of werewolves clambering to his side because of our plan."[/color] Leonil pointed out before sharply turning and then heading for the forest. He looked up at the sky and wondered when it would be morning. It had been quite some time after all. Out of the sight of the other humans, he began to slowly transform. It had been a natural instinct and it wasn't hard anymore - in fact, he could say that he didn't even put much effort into it. 

After transforming, he called for a wolf to his side. He then relayed the instructions carefully and then sent him off to another werewolf who he was sure would come to their aid, and another who knew others. It would be some sort of recruitment for them and they would get the message by the time dawn arrives. Leonil slowly turned back and picked up his sword again before heading back to the town. He ran a hand through his hair and nodded at Alaia signalling that it was done.