[center][h1][color=85cb2f]Seth Murdock[/color][/h1][/center]
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[color=85cb2f]”No cheating at all?”[/color] An eerily cheery voice came from just off stage after several of the Ishtar students agreed upon playing fair. [color=85cb2f]“Not even a scheme or a clever deceit? I’m having a hard time believing we all belong to the same school.”[/color] A boy wearing a freshly cleaned suit, who also had green hair but in a more sickly shade, stepped out of the shadows. Strapped to him was a brass alto saxophone that he was carefully adjusting the reed on as he approached the group. Those who had classes dealing with the more dark arts would recognize this student as Seth Murdock; a very odd character, but an adept Necromancer.

[color=85cb2f]”Very well, I guess I’ll also resign to playing fair. Though it seems like a waste of our talents.”[/color] Seth remarked with a playful smirk. He honestly didn’t mind not cheating on his end. There wasn’t much he could really do unless he got his hands on one of the Marduk instruments and gave them a quick coating of poison. But he was also aware most of the Ishtar students mastered in espionage, while Marduk was equally skilled in buffing themselves. Without the sabotage from Ishtar, Marduk would undoubtedly have an advantage. Then again, everyone knows Ishtar plays dirty. Perhaps by playing fair, Marduk will think they have a different plan yet to be revealed. They’ll get paranoid and start slipping up. A delicate mind game to play, but one that might actually work.

[color=85cb2f]”Now then, do we have all our bandmates here? Or do I need to conjure up a few substitutes.”[/color]