Aezophyl took long strides down the street. His eyesight was a bit hazy; the spell concealing him also gave him some human attributes. Appearently that included poorer eyesight. He knew that he emitted at some degree an aura of darkness, but nothing could be done about that. Besides, only demons or angels would be able to discern him for what he was, and he doubted that there would be any of those around. Or at least, any that could cause trouble.
He passed a shop, barely noticing anyone in the area in his growing red haze. He wanted to cause something... but he knew he had to wait. For a little while, anyways. His growing anger began to radiate, drawing questioning glances from the people he walked past who simply didn't understand. His goal would most likely be a certain bar that was just a little ways down the street; it was there he felt the most life forms.
Tomorrow morning... too long...
(@Elitestpotato, @notdeadyet, @Strafe, @The Fated Fallen, @Inertia)
He passed a shop, barely noticing anyone in the area in his growing red haze. He wanted to cause something... but he knew he had to wait. For a little while, anyways. His growing anger began to radiate, drawing questioning glances from the people he walked past who simply didn't understand. His goal would most likely be a certain bar that was just a little ways down the street; it was there he felt the most life forms.
Tomorrow morning... too long...
(@Elitestpotato, @notdeadyet, @Strafe, @The Fated Fallen, @Inertia)