Upon leaving Evelyn's home, Mithias grabbed a drab cloak and a wide-brimmed hat. Tossing the leading edge of the cloak across his face, his appearance was pretty well masked, save for the noticeable two swords. Sticking mostly to the back allys, he moved swiftly toward the outskirts of town. Smoke still hung in the air from the fires the night before, and Mithias reflected on the previous night. The human arcenist had gotten away from him, but he may not have escaped the Kingsleys and their hunter pack. Mithias would have to return tonight and investigate his newfound family. Of course, he would stop once more at Evelyn's home to see what she may have learned. Strangely enough, the hunters could be in need of some protection... from a vampire.. against a human. What was this world coming to? He made haste, trying not to attract unwanted attention. Hopefully, only the farmers were up at this hour.