"Hello?"
"Richard. It's Vagabond. I might have lead."
***
Walking down an old street at the heart of the city, Richard spotted Vagabond, tall and stoic, standing at the side of the road below a street lamp.
He had left Carmila's place about an hour ago when he received a call from Vagabond.
He walked up to him.
Staring up at the much larger man, Richard couldn't help but feel a bit intimidated.
He realized he knew absolutely nothing— close to nothing about this man.
With just a look at his face, it was hard to judge how old he was.
Although he didn't have facial hairs, his eyes looked like the eyes of someone that had seen a lot of things.
The tattoos covering his body didn't help at all. Even if they were runic tattoos.
Runic tattoos could serve two purposes. They could help a sorcerer in the process of a spell's activation, or they could boost physical and magic effects; either positive or negative Enchantments.
