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A crocked smirk was plastered on Tagorn's face as Kayal followed after him as he exited Sharee's room, a smirk that only grew as his Breton "comrade" met up with another female Bosmer. As he headed down the stairs the wood elf could hear every word of the conversation going on between Kayal and Zana as though he was standing right next to him, in all honesty if he pressed himself he could probably make out a good amount of the details of Sharee and Allaina's conversation as well. His wicked grin found it's way back to his face when he over heard Zana whisper to her Breton counterpart about his name. Well how about we make a good first impression? He thought to himself before he turned around at the foot of the staircase to look at the duo. "Aye, I am Tagorn lass and if we are to be sailing together you should get comfortable with asking me directly my little Riel." He said with a smirk and a wink to his kinsman.

If one had found themselves wandering the halls of mount justice they would of been greeted by the faint sound of a somber tune being played some where with in. If said one went to find the origins of these heart heavy notes they would come to the slightly ajar door of the Guild member known as Fenrir. Behind the door would be a dark haired man sitting at an ebony piano, his fingers seeming to dance over the keys. To the first glance one would only see a musician and his instrument, but that allusion would be broken the second one would venture a bit closer. They would first notice the dark haired man's fair skin, it being nearly grey, then they would come upon the monsterish claws that sprouted from his fingers and finally when the man spoke his sharpened fangs would be revealed. This would be the point when the realization that this man was more than human, or less than as other people saw it, would come rushing in. But Fenrir had long come used to such reactions over his years.

Simon snapped his thoughts from his inner monologue as he returned his focus on the keys of the piano before him, this had been Simon's daily routine ever since he joined the Guild a year ago. He would wake up early before anyone would begin their cooking in the kitchen and prepare a cup of tea to attempt to steady the animal instincts that would of stirred up do to the night before dreams of hunting, he would then retreat back to the solitude of his room for the comfort he found in his own domain. He would then spend the next hour of so playing what ever instrument he felt he needed to practice, today being the piano. He would next find his way to the mount's gym so he could further train his acrobatics skills, though he was already leagues ahead of most when it came to this skill.

Simon was just about to head to the gym when he picked up the slight buzzing coming from his night stand, it being his cell phone that he had connected to the Guild's com links. He walked his way over to the mobile device just in time to get the call for back up from his fellow hero Fallout. With a sigh of disappointment, Simon was hoping that he would be able to have a day with out having to fight crime or having to save people from some maniac, he made his way over to the coat rack that held a black button up trench coat. He quickly pulled it on over his crimson button up shirt and grey jeans, pulling up the rather large hood. He then kicked off his shoes to reveal his toe nails to be claws that matched the set on his hands. With another sigh Simon, now Fenrir to the rest of the world, bounded out of the city.

Simon made the journey to the scene rather quickly, taking the roof tops as his norm. The winter wasteland that laid before him did nothing but made the pale hero wish he really had fur. Nevertheless ventured forward to the point that he was on the roof over looking the only person at the moment that seemed to be responsible for the incident, seeing as he was dressed of the winter weather. He made sure he was still out of sight of the sub zero foe when he whispered into his com link. "Fenrir is in position to pounce on the target." He then moved into a pose that mimicked a wolf about to attack then leaped off the building and began hurtling down at the villain, his claws out streched to pin him to the ground.

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