Open Door

Cillian always enjoyed trips to Lavanitir. It was a city full of vagabonds, ruffians, ne’er-do-wells, and all sorts of people that just did what they wanted and got into all sorts of hijinks. There were few things he enjoyed more than the rousing company of trouble makers that always kept things interesting, and Lavanitir was just the perfect place to fill that need.

Sadly, his current trip wasn’t as chalk full of adventure as he would have preferred, but that was the tradeoff for being a guild mage. A Hidden Blades member had taken a job there to perform an assassination, and as usual Cillian had been on standby to clean the crime scene, making it untraceable by the very few Rune Knights in the area that weren’t too corrupt to care about murder. The ghost of the man who had been killed was, unfortunately, not worth forming a contract worth, but that didn’t really matter. For a man who had never had a real job in his astoundingly long life, Cillian actually greatly enjoyed his work and was happy to perform it even without finding new spirits to contract with.

With his duties completed, he was making his way out of the city to return home, ready to file his paperwork -- easily the worst part of his job -- and get back to his life as usual. He had yet to find a proper place to remove his disguise without anyone noticing, and as such still bore a most unique appearance. His flesh was a dark blue color, which was generally what most people would notice while he was under the guise of his alias. While skin colors on Earthland weren’t limited to any particular set of “natural” colors, blue wasn’t exactly common, so it tended to draw attention from time to time. His normally silver colored hair was currently a bright, pure white, and his nose was a little more prominent and pointed than it typically was without the disguise on. He wore an elegant black and white tuxedo with a black necktie and a white handkerchief tucked in a pocket, giving him the look of an exceptionally professional and successful businessman. Truthfully, he abhorred the entire outfit. It was way too stuffy for a man that rarely wore shirts at all, and the necktie just felt like an ever present noose around his neck.

Thankfully, he would be in the woods soon and that would be a perfectly isolated place to swap back to his normal physique outside the eyes of onlookers. But before he could even get too far outside of the city he ran into a rather frantic looking man that nearly barrelled right into him. “Woah, careful there, bud,” he said, catching the guy by his shoulders reflexively before the man could fall over.

“You’ve gotta help me!” he said, looking frantically behind him where there was a dark haired woman with a sword in hand walking in their general direction. “She’s gonna kill me!”

“Oh, that’s uh… that’s rough, man.” Cillian wasn’t exactly good at things like urgency. More to the point, while this sort of task did technically fall in his line of work, Cillian wasn’t usually the type to get directly involved in confrontations unless he had no other choice. Or unless it sounded like fun. But right now, he wasn’t exactly in a position to just have fun. If he was taking something as a member of his guild, it was expected he receive a profit for it to bring back, and this guy didn’t exactly have the time to get into the numbers for that kind of payment. “Listen, I don’t think I’m--”

The guy cut him off, pulling his wallet out of his pocket and practically shoving it against Cillian’s chest. “You can have everything in my wallet. Please?”

Cillian blinked down at the guy a bit comically in surprise, but his crimson gaze drifted to the wallet where he could see quite a bit of jewel poking out from its folds. That would work. He took the wallet in his gloved hand and tucked it into the interior pocket of his jacket. “Alright, scram. I’ll hold her off.” The guy wasted no time rushing past him, even as Cillian continued his gait away from the city and in the general direction of the on coming woman. Once their paths were close enough to cross, he would put himself in her way with a friendly, easy going smile.

“Hi there! Do you have time today to learn about our lord and savior: Cthulhu?”