Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20170128213721/@comment-5543592-20170203200212

Nightingale reappeared to the world blocks away from the courtyard, near the rooftop where he and the Fox had first met.

When Nightingale left for the discount spell shop, he'd drawn Ogvir's attention with the dramatically kicking off of walls and jumps. However, what he'd initially done before that, when oddly glancing away, was discretely nodding to the beggar to go. Nightingale hadn't trusted Ogvir then, instead sending the beggar away. It hadn't been because he'd been desiring to speak with the Fox, but because he didn't know what Ogivr would do to the beggar.

He just hopped the beggar was good for the coin Nightingale had given him.

The Agent of Nocturnal frowned instead his mask. Damien Hermius. What had the Fox done to draw his attention like that? Damien said she'd stolen the Cowl. The Fox said she'd 'found' it. Someone was lying to Nightingale, and at this point he wasn't certain who. Damien obviously couldn't be trusted. But the Fox didn't paint the most honest character either. Standing there on that rooftop under the night sky, wreathed in shadow, the Man in Black quietly reflected on his thoughts, while keeping alert of his surroundings.