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"Hmm?" he raised... what would have been an eyebrow if he had his face on at the moment as he looked up from his work.

He wondered what was so great about the weapon until he noticed its slight liquid glisten in the dim lighting. He quickly picked it up and put it in a vial already filled with some sort of lightly blue tinged liquid, wasting no time to keep the sample as fresh as possible as the liquid would fillt the hollow cavities of the weapon and preserve anything in them, that being the speciment's blood.

As he turned around, he asked the woman who did this sample belong to. Mainly he wanted to know if it was worth keeping.

Right. Well then, this was an interesting turn of events. He slipped the vial into one of his packets as he made a note to visit the pool after he finished with his current work.

Perhaps he'd go take a look at the boy while he was at it... later though.

The door opened to a dimly lit study with a noisy creak, revealing a line of shelves and books with a desk at the far end. The desk was occupied.

Decruda turned his head to look over his shoulder at the visitor, wondering who it was this time.

"Ah, what a pleasant surprise," he began once he had a good look at the woman, "I assume you have it?"

He took the rings from the woman with a pleased grin on his face in his left hand. Instantly, he could feel the heat from one of the rings; that one must have been Vahn's. He didnt know about this Roland character, so he'd have to look into it before he decided whether he was worthy or not.

"Excellent work." he commented before adding, "And I've already aquired the wolfman's sample while you were away. How was it by the way, did the fighters give a good show?"

"When someone as infamous as us, goes into the world, it attracts too much attention. I have an agent infiltrating the world of the living." It was his answer, though he could easily do it himself with all the disguises he could create.

"That tournament... perhaps I shall have to talk to the sponsor and hold another one. Would make harvesting much easier." Plans for the future perhaps?

Before he could say more, a disembodies hand crawled into the room. Between two of the fingers, was a simple little note. It was known in the cult that there was a large spy network at work on the world above, and as such, Decruda was well provided with information on potential targets, and the abilities of others by eyewitness sightings. Another had just come in. He unfolded the little scrap of paper...

There was a photo, and well known abilities of the individual. Also, there was a list of locations this particular person appeared most often. Decruda showed the sheet of paper to Descant. He didnt need to say anything, just grin, meaning that ever unsaid question; 'Shall we?'

He didnt take his usual equipment with him. These jobs required finesse, not brute force. And if all else failed, he had his spells to rely on. All he did was grit his teeth as he slid his hand into a small case in one of the drawers. He pulled it back out and flexed his fingers, moving them a bit before he did the same with his left hand.

After the ordeal, he let his face drop off and found a nice replacement as he dropped a little bit of water into his eyes. In mere moments, he appeared as a completely different person altogether. His eyes were pale blue, his hair was slicked back, and his face was weathered.

"Let's go."