Player(s) Guild(s): Silver Wolf
Player(s) Team(s): N/a
Player Ranks: C-Rank
Dice Rolls: Weak & Strong
It was strange as Zeref steadily looked up at the wooden pub, the sign was shaped like a black cat embroidered with the words 'Black Cat Lounge' across the body. Walking through the door of the establishment was like entering an apocalyptic world, chairs knocked over, dust covering the floor so thick it had appeared to look aged for centuries, and cobwebs stretching from ceiling to floor in the corners. The empty room of silence only broken by the rustling of the flier in his hands as he unfolded it, the man he was looking for was a 'Mr. Agil' who appeared nowhere in the building's main floor. Suddenly it felt as though someone was staring at the young black haired wizard with an unpleasant atmosphere, this of course drawing Zeref's attention to the back of the lounge seeing a small older man. "Mr. Agil I presume?" Zeref offered forward the flier with information pertaining to a request for a wizard, to which the man accepted nodding in approval of his accusation of personal identity. The two then began discussing the various events that had transpired with in the last few weeks that drove Agil to requesting a wizard to be involved between to establishments, included in these events was vandalism of property and advertisements, destruction of the property itself and even harassment of the townspeople who had been faithful to the 'Black Cat Lounge for many years. To hear the acts of this so called 'Demon's Den' to a establishment that had been here for several generations, it was enough to boil Zeref's blood and waking the darkness in his heart who decided to speak "Simple enough we use the Black Magic and kill them, that way they never comeback and everyone is happy." Zeref smirked but for a moment as the darkness seemed to have a lingering presence now inside him, Agil looked at him strange for a moment but then decided to carry on with his plan to have Zeref go to their establishment and confront these stubborn fools who could apparently not just co-exist with each other. Zeref walked from Agil and his pub heading into the street beginning to gaze about as he seen people stumbling in drunkenness from the Demon's Den, these acts were of cruelty to the people draining what life they had with every drop of their sinister ale. Step by step and filled with thoughts he made his way towards the nest of rats that had settled in the town, his mind uneasy as he began to feel the darkness rise so much so that a blackened mist began to swirl around his feet. Standing only still as he was but a mere foot from the swinging doors of the establishment, the mist beginning to thicken more as his temper began to rise at the sounds of brawling and drunken slang being thrown about the tavern. Pushing upon the doors he stepped inside seeing the drunken fools who stopped and turned as though the world had stopped by the sounds of the doors shuttering to a close.
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