A Darkness Falls

[vandarious]

Night, the town of Wistvale lies sleeping the streets are deserted quiet reigns. On the western edges of town something...... shifts. Imperceptible at first shadows begin to move sliding across the ground over the surrounding buildings gathering together near the wooden all of the town slowly merging and coalescing into the figure of a man wrapped in a tattered cloak slowly he opened his eyes ever so slightly tilting back his head he breathed drinking in the air.

Freedom

The word seemed to come from the darkness surrounding him. Vandarious looked around quietly enjoying the stillness, spying the lights of the local tavern in the distance a cold smile began to play along his lips and with a decided spring in his step he made for his new life.

[Grayell]

Vandarious found no one to contest his entrance but then, he hadn't broken any laws. That aside, he noticed no one this late at night, the tavern was likely the only active building in the small town.

He may not be the only stranger on the street's but as yet had noticed no one else roaming about in the night.

[vandarious]

Vandariious approached the doorway to the tavern slowly his mistrusting nature taking over. The smell of food and the din of conversation spilled out into the street as if to invite him in. Vandarious slipped quietly inside making his way to a quiet table in the corner of the common room.