Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20151108001053/@comment-5543592-20151109013320

Up on the rooftop, Alecos abandoned his overcoat, and noble clothes. Underneath, he wore his Nightingale armor. The leather of it seemed to be worged out of pure midnight, and he practically blended into the mists. It was almost unclear were the mists ended and Alecos began. He pulled the inner hood up, shrouding his fast, and unfurled the cape. With that done, he moved to the roof's edge.

Alecos cast Detect Life and Night-Eye - the combination of the two would allow him to see through the mist. He also increased his speed, clearly rooftops faster, and moving with more dexterity. With a mix of Levitation and telekinesis, he launching and pulled himself from one rooftop to another, moving like a dark bullet for Redoran Keep.

"Let's head out then." Said Creighton with a wave of his hand, moving out of the lair.

"Wait for our orders." Creighton said to the new Khajiit leader on the way out.

Outside, the mists took over, looping and twirling around them, dancing in swirls up towards the sky. They were supernatural, certainly, as they acted like no other fog, and always appeared at night.

Creighton hardly seemed to even pay the mists any attention, and motioned for the group to follow him through the Inner City. They passed street-side whores, thugs, and beggers, all the way, until they were out of the Inner City, and in the expanses of the walled flat-lands that made up the areas in between districts.