[h2]Derald Smith[/h2]
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Derald lights a smoke and flicks its ash against an astray. He was all ears about the introductions of the others. Quite an interesting background they have; he felt that he was in the presence of accomplished mages who were really into that occult stuff.

[i]A legitimate relative of D’ famous Animusphere, huh? I thought it was just a code name or something when I first applied and moved to this side of the States. I never thought I would ever meet one of the founding mages of astronomy. His story checks out since he’s British.[/i] He mumbled and thought to himself while looking at his new boss.

[color=8493ca]“Right, before I divulge any information about myself, are you sure you all won’t narc? I wouldn’t want to get in trouble with the local authorities. I feel like that broad gentleman over there has some law enforcement background written all over him.”[/color] Derald said, addressing Sunny.

[color=8493ca]“As much as I hate redundancy, allow me formally reintroduce myself for the sake of building trust with the people I’m working with. My name is Derald. I’m a dropout clocktower student and a mediocre mage at best. I find myself on a different path and pursue my career as an underground entrepreneur,” [/color]The young mafioso said, coughing out smoke and waving his hand.

[color=8493ca]“My magecraft is mostly based on poison and deception; it is inferior compared to other elite mages, but nevertheless, it gets the job done without the fancy stuff. You can use me as an informant and off the books task like spying and such.”[/color] He said

[color=8493ca]“Also, I can provide networks, information, and supplies if you need any, just hook me up ..on one condition: you didn’t hear it from me. “[/color]Derald winked.