Shadow had finished his training and while everyone else was enjoying a bit of down time he slipped out of the base. He had a few things to take care of to get the guild back on its feet. But with the encounter he walked away from as a sign he cut ties with all his past dealers. The blood coating his face and clothes only added to his bad mood. So as he walks back into the guild hall he glares at the portrait of his father. " Your an ass old man. Having to start from scratch because of you." He mutters while making his way through the kitchen. He grabs a thing of his jerky from the cabinet and then heads out the back. even soaked in blood he left no trace he was there other than those that saw him. Out in the back he stands under a rain barrel that is suspended in the air. Sliding the bottom to the side he closes his eyes and lets the torrent of water help to remove the blood covering him. "Least i know of a few missions for these kids to go on. Just hope they dont end up running into the same shit i did." He mutters to himself as he leans against the wall dripping wet with a puddle of mud under him. "but no need to rush them into it yet. Let them get to know each other. after all they all have to face me at some point." He chuckles as his own shadow flickers. He reaches down to his belt and pulls off a small vial of silver liquid and downs it. " Stupid shadow warning me of things I'm already aware of. wonder why dad never told me more than its a side effect of my past. Or why i'm the only one that sees the damn thing move."