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Althea watched with curiosity as the man pulled something out of his pocket and put it on. She raised her eyebrows in shock when he leaped onto the rooftop. She stood up, and after judging the distance between the two buildings, she jumped, landing gracefully and silently on the other side. She walked up beside the man and sat down, looking at him for a moment before allowing herself to be seen again. “Well, that was quite impressive.” She said, slightly raising one eyebrow at Favonius.

A small sewing needle silently embedded itself into Favonius' cloak, just at the bottom of it. The needle was pure black and reflected little light and was barely noticeable.

Umbralt had thrown the needle.

He decided to move up a bit closer. With a whirl of his cloak he disappeared into the alleyway and made his way through the streets over to nearby the building where Favonius jumped from. He looked up at where Favonius was, taking a sort of glee knowing that he may get a lot more out of this mission than he initially thought. His eyes glowed brighter in anticipation.

Dare I reveal what I am to these fools? No... I'll leave it as a surprise.

He began slowly and silently climbing.

He looked over at the side upon hearing the familar voice. First he shifted his position, then he sat down on the rooftiles. Even though he was supposed to be keeping a low profile, he couldn't help but be extravagant and draw attention to himself, now could he?

"....I suppose?" Favonius said, shrugging slightly.

Althea laughed slightly and had a small smile on her face. She was looking at Favonius, scanning to see how he had managed to jump onto the roof so effortlessly. “How did you do it?” She asked innocently.

Umbralt had nearly reached the roof and was listening in on their conversation.

Reveal myself? Maybe... but not yet.

Umbralt made his way along the side of the building, making a little noise as he did so.

I need to focus on the objective at hand.

"Let's just say that I'm fairly good at enchantments, hmm?" Was his rather dismissive reply. Inside his cloak in a rather inconspicuous manner, he took his rings off and returned them to his pocket. Then he looked to Althea.

"I don't suppose you know about that scuffle that's going on over there?" As he said this, he gestured to it with a head tilt. "There were more people on that roof before."

Althea nodded. “It started with this wraith and vampire facing off, when the girl attempted to attack them. All of a sudden this halfling showed up,” she gestured to the wolf, “and she started talking about the impending war and keeping the peace, but that talk ended rather quickly when she shifted into a wolf.”

He listened to her explanation, and the whole time, there was a somewhat confused expression on his face. "Okay...." There wasn't much for him to say on the matter, so he only looked to the other roof where the fight was going on and watched in silence. If there was to be a war, then he wanted nothing to do with it.

Althea nodded. “It’s all very big and confusing.” She shrugged, looking at Favonius.

He slowly nodded in response. "There must be more going on behind the scenes...." Favonius glanced at her, but ultimately kept his attention fixed on the fight on the other roof.

Althea nodded again. “The halfling was quite touchy when I began questioning why it was important to her for the fight to end.” She stopped looking at Favonius and followed his gaze, watching the people on the other roof.

"Halfling you say?" He frowned a bit, looking between the two on the other roof. "Do you mean the wolf?" Favonius then studied the colorful avian creature fighting said wolf, becoming a bit interested.

Althea nodded. “She’s definitely a werewolf, and I believe vampire as well. She refused to talk about it, so.” She shrugged again, still watching the little skirmish.

"She's definitively a vampire." Umbralt said.

He had managed to silently position himself off to the left of Althea and Favonius. He was in a crouched position, eyes intent on the battle.

"Though I've never seen a hybrid like this before, it will make for an interesting hunt." He said, an edge of bitterness and enthusiasm in his voice.

Opening his mouth to answer, he almost jumped at the sound of the new voice. He looked to his left at the stranger with a brow raised in mild surprise.

"Hunt you say?" He uttered, brows furrowing.

Althea jumped slightly at the new voice, she whipped towards the direction the voice had come from and raised an eyebrow at the word hunt, but Favinous had said something before she could.

Umbralt chuckled coldly.

"I was initially sent here to do some reconnaissance. But now I might get a little extra pay for this job."

Umbralt's eyes glowed brighter in anticipation. He then pulled out a bow and a quiver of arrows. As he drew it back, the arrow began to glow a fiery orange color.

Althea’s eyebrows creased at the sight of the bow and arrow. She glanced at Favinous, “Well this is where I say good day to you,” She said smiling, and then disappeared again from view, shielding herself from the human plane of the world.

Seeing the bow made him somewhat uneasy. Though he managed to lry his eyes away from the weapon and give a small wave of goodbye to Althea. He alternated his attention from the stranger with the bow to the fight on the other rooftop, rubbing his chin.