[center][i]Knock, knock, knock[/i][/center]

The three knocks came swiftly and uniformally, already John knew that whoever was here was not from around here. This put him on edge somewhat, that whoever it was who had this much mana wasn't immediately breaking down doors was a good sign. Slow enough to conceal the pistol he'd take out, John walked up to the door before creaking it open slightly, just enough to get a good look at the guy. The scrying eye dilated a bit before focusing on the mans aura, getting an unobstructed view of his mana flow. [i]"Church for sure....high ranking too. Don't like him already."[/i] John thought to himself, his eyes narrowing in displeasure. "You're a long way from home Alter Boy, what are you doing on my porch." John did nothing to hide his malice, his clan and the church never saw eye to eye and that wasn't going to change now that they were all dead.