[Crimson]

Interesting enough for Theying, there were 'leads' about undead all over they city. Jaeedaxia, by this time, was in the middle of its second Vampire Scare to date. The notorious bloodsuckers were back, and everyone and their mothers seemed keen on not letting their younglings out after the Suns began their descent. This was, approximately, the time Theying wandered out of his workshop / shed and began looking for trouble.

Quite literally.

And, appropriately enough, Theying managed to overhead a pair of Protectorat Members muttering about 'another defensive' at Chateau Noir. Whether or not Theying knew where this omnious structure was, it wouldn't take him more than ten minutes to find another kind commoner who knew exactly where it was.

He was buck-toothed carpenter who was just heading home after another fruitless brighteing. "Oui, Noir? Oui, just north east of the city gates! But don't go there! Ugly things happen there! Ugly things!" With that, the short man scurried away, obviously aware that Suns Set was mere candlemarks away.