A man in a Dark cloak enters the dark and grim tent.
Well, well; What have we got here? He walked the room slowly and studied each creature carefully. Walking towards the man known as shadow master. Stopping in front of him. Standing as motionless as a statue.
What might you be? he asks, to him self. Noticing his outfit and the creatures around him.
A shadow walker I presume. The master of darkness itself, bringing life to the inanimate shadows. The trickery many believe to be spirits; but I know better. He then walks over to the lengthy man known as Uasal. A
nd you. A confused man. Not completley sure where you are. Tired from a day full of hard work. I can see your secrets. Uasal seemed to tense up.
But I sense you don't want them shared. He made a long pause as if about to share one of Uasal's secrets.
very well. He glanced at the man with fire for hair.
A man of multiple personalities. Constantly shifting from one to another, makes for an interesting person. Slowly walking towards the cat and shadow.
The shadow, in charge of you cat? Yet, the cat has entirely his own free will. I'll tell you all, this cat does not want to be here. He is trapped by the death of his friend, to keep this tent in order. The shadow left to keep him in line. He id merely a prisoner of the tent. Finally, the man walks towards the creature known as Quaver. He looks at the creature in astonishment.
My My. I haven't seen one of your kind in many of years. An obliner if I remember correctly? He pauses waiting for Quaver to respond.
You have traveled far, tell me my little friend how have you made it to this land? @Dealdric