[center][h3][color=darkviolet]The Murder[/color][/h3] Location: Main Street[/center] [@Lugubrious][@RoughDragon1] Samuel Raven wandered the streets of the city for a small while. There was great activity here, but nothing was happening. Anywhere the magician went, the streets were empty. No locals, and nobody else participating in this "competition" he had learned of from the kitsune. He was no closer to finding out how he had been spirited away to this land away from his lair, away from his connection to the Primordial Dream. He was not one to admit defeat so quickly, however. Perseverance would be key. Then he turned one lucky corner and, for the first time since the kitsune and her freaky land shark muscle, found someone. That someone even appeared to be normal, relatively speaking. His clothing certainly had an antiquated appearance, as though he had walked straight out of the middle ages. Yet Samuel knew he was not normal. As his eyes laid upon the man, Sam could feel a tingling sensation rippling throughout his entire body. A mage. The man before him was a user of magics. Samuel didn't even have to wait long to find out what kind of magic this man utilized, for not a moment later three new people appeared to join him. These three, which Samuel identified as familiars bound entirely to the mage's will, took up new positions to act as scouts and bodyguards. The extra eyes meant that Sam would have a more difficult time avoiding detection, but that wasn't too much of a hassle. He sat back, sticking to the shadows, hiding amidst whatever was available. Shriek after shriek, something was attracting the mage's attention. He drew nearer to an alley, the source of the blood curdling sounds, and so Sam followed, just out of sight. What was the source of that horrific noise? He had to admit, he was curious. Did the mage know what he was doing? Sam sat back and observed as a number of strange black creatures that he'd never before laid eyes on ambushed the mage. This was getting quite interesting. Would the summons be enough? Sam figured that he would step in if things got too dicey, but for now... He had to observe and gather information.