"It could be another innate magic, something passive...but Im not sure that it is. It feels...connected to her shadows. To say that she owns the shadows isnt incorrect, Its just not something Ive seen before"


She takes a deep breath and sighs, "Do we have any mana rich foods?"


Infront of him was a man that Bane would know, or at least, know of. He is a big shouldered man, but instead of a werewolf, he is a ram man. And this specific ram is Ari Centura, the head of a particular guild, the golden ram guild. A well known guild that reaches out to the more animalistic folk, offering them room and board and strives to make a good name for even the most feared animal races, such as minotaurs and werewolves. 

 He looks thoughtful at Bane, before giving a faint smile. "Greetings captain. I see you are well...your coat is looking in good shape."