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"Of course," Amaria said to Alex. "Take any of the rooms. They're all the same and all free." Turning to the others, she gestured to the rest of the house. "Same for you."

Suddenly, Fiscal appeared at her side. "Miss, there are . . . some things i must discuss with you."

Amaria stood silently for a while. Finally, she nodded. "If you guys will excuse me, I'll be back in a bit. I'll make sure there's dinner in the dining room for you guys."

With that, she turned and followed Fiscal. They disappeared behind a secure, old-fashioned wooden door. When it was closed, Amaria sat down at the mahogany desk and pressed a button. There was a shimmer of electronic light and she sighed.

"The security is on. What's up?"

Fiscal frowned. "Miss, did you run into another fighter today? Anyone by the name of Dimitri?"

Amaria laughed. "Really? I thought your first question would have been to ask me why there's a god staying at the estate." Immediately, she became serious. "Actually, I believe I did. But he's gone his own way, possibly into town."

Fiscal scowled. "He's an assassin. One that your father had been trying to get his hands on for a very long time."

"My father?"

"Yes. I believe it had something to do with the . . . the plans that he was intending to carry out. He planned everything very accordingly. It's quite possible that everything he's planned has led up to your sudden run-ins today."

There was another bout of silence before Amaria broke out of a reverie. "Should I find him?"

Fiscal nodded. "Yes. But . . . don't let the others know. There might be some issues."

With a sigh, Amaria stood up. "Very well. Thanks for being there Fiscal."

Moving towards the door, she waited as Fiscal spoke.

"It is an honor for me to serve you as I did your father."

Nodding in aknowledgement, Amaria stepped out of the room, pressed a button hidden on the wall and ignored the glimmer of lights as the rooms security changed once again. The first chance she got, she was going to find Dimitri.

Meanwhile, elsewhere, Amontillado, or as he preferred, "Amon," was a teenaged human. However, he was not an average human, him being very unsatisfied with the irresolvable fact (and problem) of his mortality. [as a note, his details have been added to the Characters post]

It occured to him as he lay in bed one night. "I know," he said at last. "If I am to meet my desire to be among the gods, then I shall surely send myself to their worlds at an early date." And so, with that, he waited until the next day, and in the afternoon, he went to the edge of a bridge.

"Now, I so desire it to be done, that I shall meet the god of Death personally!" He walked to the very edge. "If there is nothing on the other side," he muttered, "then I will have lost nothing, how this mortal life pains me!" And with that, he shut his eyes, leaned forward, and plunged himself towards the water below, wondering what fate would await him.....

"no master I'm fine really, I'm going to head back to da mascious" Dimitri said. "well I guess I'll see you back at home then Dimitri, and Dimitri...try to avoid getting into a fight until those ribs heal". "Yes master..whatever you say". Dimitri left and headed down the street, under normal circumstances he would have left via the roof top but he didn't want to risk further injury so he walked. He took out a coin, grabbed a appple and handed it to the vendor. He ate as he walked.

Before anybody could find her, Amaria left the household, leaving Fiscal in charge. It was beginning to grow chill, however, the trek towards town kept her warm. After speaking to the inn keeper and giving him details on Dimitri's appearance, she walked through the town in the direction that he had pointed her.

Eventually, she saw Dimitri, strolling through the town's roads. Catching up to him, she called out his name. "Dimitri! Hey! Wait up!"

She sped up, hoping that he'd stop and talk with her for a while. Just a little, and she might be able to convince him to join the others at the household.

Amon woke up at last. He was surrounded by cold darkness. There was no light, but there were lots of stalagmites and stactites. "Where is this?" he asked himself. Then he remembered something. "Oh!" he recalled. "I must be in the underworld. I wonder if this means the god of death will be here soon. Or... if I'm doomed to loneliness forever..."

"Astredu...Astredu...the name does strike a famaliar bell...general Astredu...wasn't he considered a traitor too the king?...I forget what he was suppose too have done thought...but I remeber my master receved a letter from someone of that name...thought I forget what it asked of old Jericho...why do you ask?"Dimitri asked.

"um...sure...he probally hasn't left the inn yet" DImitri said. and began heading too the inn he had just left.

"Thanks." Amaria followed him, looking casual and trying to avoid any attention. She had left her sword at the house, along with her other weapon. At the moment, she only carried a small knife in the side of her boots. It would be enough, she hoped.

The walk was short, and eventually, they were standing in front of the town's inn.

"After you," Amaria said quietly. She was hoping that maybe Old Jericho would be able to tell her a little more about her father.