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[h1][b][i][color=Gold]Rhys Asher[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/378688333867646976/422255485312565259/df0f62f8c2142e8ad9d0dec68836d9f6.png[/img][/center]
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[center][color=Gold]Location: Message Rat Headquarters -> Home[/color][/center]
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Rhys frowned as he saw the protections of the Wizard's Tower go up. That was not common and had not even happened upon old Eric's death. Though he supposed that was all the better for him. No one suspected the man to be murdered. Though his howling ghost, if it stuck around, would say otherwise. Rubbing the back of his neck the man sighed wearied by the days events. He would have to deal with the ExtraOrdinary Wizard's Apprentice later, if the boy responded to his message. It hadn't been his best work but it had been a chance and he had been horribly bored. As for Tom Meadows. It was why he was slipping into the Wizard Tower. Hoping to look through a few books that were out of his reach about what might be effecting the lad. Though many would assume this meant he cared, Rhys truly did not. It was a mystery. A curiosity and one that had struck too close to his home. Something the man was protective of.

Frowning at the tower, it took Rhys a second to realized he had been recognized. To be fair he had made it all the way to Wizard's Way before that had happened and it was Erin. He had been a kind fellow when they had dormed together as apprentices. Witness to Rhys slow metamorphic change into the man he became before the final snap which Rhys had faked his death. Startled, the rogue Wizard acted quickly. [color=Gold]"Disguise me as a familiar face, common in every way, to be forgotten as they look away. Obscure my identity from view. Scream Screen about me and Erin weave."[/color] Rhys growled as he grabbed the scrawnier Wizard and pulled him into one of the alleyways. [color=Gold]"Tranfix Erin to this spot."[/color] The supposed dead Wozard finished the spells and gave Erin a glare as if daring him to undo them. [color=Gold]"Yes, Erin. I'm dead. A ghost who can still do spells and drag you in this alley."[/color] His voice was tart and bitter as he looked at the man. The smart thing would be to kill Erin, but Rhys was getting a inkling to use Erin to find what he sought. [color=Gold]"Keep your voice down."[/color]