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The Vysstichi continued to walk towards Drake, smiling a bit in the darkened light. "Myself? I am but a stranger in the night seeking what cannot be found." he replied cryptically. He now stood just out of arms reach from Drake, and put both hands on his belt sizing the kemite up. "As far as what I am doing out here, well, I could ask you the same. It is my job, sorta speak, to keep an eye out on these streets. However...." he said, drawing his dagger and flipping it in the air gracefully and catching it as it came down "I know how to protect myself. It doesn't seem you can say the same friend."
"Power?" he laughed askingly "The only power I have it seems is keeping people like you who wander where the shoudn't alive and well." This of course, was a lie. This elf was someone with power, but he was smart enough not to display it too much nor let others learn about it. "So, what are you doing out here? Robbing? Running? Or perhaps just getting some fresh air?" he winked knowingly. It was Drakes turn to answer questions. And answering truthfully could help him obtain what he wanted, or it could bring danger upon himself. The choice, for now, was all in Drakes hands.
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