As Morgan unveiled his identity, the vampire’s flat, cold expression couldn’t help be altered ever so slightly by a ghost of a smile at the sisters’ reactions.
‘I suppose it’s not every day you see a vampiric sniffer.’ His pale face returned to that of a blank expression, however, upon further thought,
’Though this could mean that it will be that much easier to betray me when the time comes.’ As his final ally introduced himself, Morgan looked around. Two demon spawns, a terrifyingly talented assassin, and a more than likely master of his magical art.
‘Some how, I don’t see this working out.’ Morgan thought dryly as his final companion’s name rang through his head.
'I’onriyi Stonehand…’ Even with the little time he had spent in Zerul, Morgan had heard the name. However, its weight was lost upon him, as Morgan was not a local.
As tensions died down and conversation began to, the vampire paid more closely attention to Ixion’s newfound blade. Every one was making a fairly large fuss about it; the penin even took an excited step towards it, only to retract.
‘It seems The Fixer wasn’t the only one who wanted it.’ Morgan thought with an eyebrow raised, his gloved hands reaching back to retie his mask. Though it may be looked upon poorly by his companions, Morgan didn’t really care. At the moment, every instinct was screaming to hide in the shade, even indoors. Also, it didn’t help that sunlight that was streaming through the windows, and poking venomously through the new cracks in the ceiling, thanks to the scuffle that had happened only moments ago. The light only fueled his fear of the sun’s warm touch.
As the vampire went back into hiding, Morgan decided it was time to educate himself about the situation, even if it did reveal he knew very little about what was being discussed, his red eyed gazed looking directly at the blade,
“It’s just a blade with a little enchantment, is it not?” The vampire had heard them mention a Stone of the Doom Mage, but he inwardly shrugged at the name. Often, at least from his experience, names that magic users gave themselves rarely lived up to their actual knowledge of magic. It was often ones with simple names that were names to be feared.
‘Though, “Doom Mage” is probably a name to be feared…’ 