Out and about (open)

[lilithdrake]

Lilith walked into a store by passing all the people as she headed to the back and through another down she headed down steps to what looked like a forge of sorts. “Just the person I’ve been thinking about.” came a deep voice.“Its good to know I’m on your mind Cremator.” she said with smirk as she took off her sunglasses that she used to hide her crimson eyes from the world.

He chucked as he made his way over to a table and picked up a sword and turning he handed it to her. “Better then it was before and harder to break.” She looked it over before taking it and swinging it around like the master swordswoman she was. Lilith then handed the sword back and he placed it in a wooden case. “The Magic Box?” she said talking about the store above. Cremator turned back and shrugged and handed her the case “It pays the bills.” Taking it “Point. Payment will be here after sun down like always.” she said before slipping on her sunglasses again and heading back upstairs and looked around the so called magic shop to see what silly things they sold.

After looking around at the crap they sold she didn't find anything of use and left deciding to find something else to do other then waste it there. She looked around for a bit before jumping up onto the roof of a near by building not wanting to mix with the people on the streets.

[NPC]

She was not alone on the rooftop, although the woman had yet to realize it. For within the shadows of the rooftop generators lurked dark creatures, creatures of the night to be more precise. For now all they could do was observe her while the sun was still up. It would not be long till sundown and then they would make their move but for now they dared not risk death to get closer to the one they had been sent to hunt. Although a tricky one to find, her scent had led them here, creatures such as her always had their own unique scent just as the mortals on the streets below did. A single woman seemed to be in charge of this band of creatures, holding them back with simple glares that warned them of their imminent death should they step into the light and give away their position just because the scent of the mortal blood below was enough to lure them from their hiding place.