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[h2]Location: Red Hood Keep | Trial Rooms & Exterior Hallway[/h2]
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[h2]Interactions: Finlay[/h2]
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Mentions: [@Marrok]
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Vitius leaned against the wall, his ears twitching slightly due to the beast blood he drank earlier. "So we have access to the most...useful parts of the Keep then? Well in that case I'm off to the armory. If I'm to be of any use in combat from here on out, I'll need a good blade." Vitius said as he walked over to Zeke and took a yellow cloak from him before draping it around his shoulders and fixing it in place with the pin that had been sown into the garments fabric. Pulling the hood over his head Vitius stalked off down the hallway and paused just as he got to the end where the hallway forked off in opposite directions, to the left and to the right.

"Oh and don't worry!" He called out looking back down the way he just came. "I won't eat anyone on the way there!" With that said he stalked off down the left hallway and began his search for the Keeps armory, his hypersensitive hearing now beginning to fade as he made a mental note of the effects of the beast blood he'd drunk and the now apparent weak point in the formerly impenetrable armor of the Red Hood's ranks, Ryder, the apathetic man who had been assigned to his group along with Finlay.

A man who probably wished he was buried in the ground somewhere instead of out here serving in the Red Hood's army, butchering vast swathes of unnatural creatures like the one's he was now forced to watch over.

Vitius let out a small chuckle.

Two different leaders, neither of which seemed to like each other, both assigned to a group of human and supernatural misfits.

His unlife here would be interesting to say the least.
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