@corvinxs location: Somewhere outside the Outpost's perimeter notes: this is pre-midsommar because I can't write him a musical number I just brought him in I just can't
Cooperation. It was a new concept between The Eye and so many supernaturals, they'd been acting under the senate's nose for over a century now, which was to say nothing for their global efforts. In the spirit of the threat that hung over them, the drow, the Asphodel, and whatever else wanted to take the city, cooperating was apparently the best path towards survival. Loyal; Dario was content to do as he was ordered, however that looked and in whatever way that manifested.
Tonight it was securing the perimeter. A rodent squealed as a blade sang through the air and pierced it to the base of a tree, its inflated brain indicative of the infection that one of the drow had embedded within. As Dario approached he could only think that the abomination looked vile, a cranium rat is what they were calling it. Some mindflayer offshoot. They were all over the city but couldn't enter the Outpost or Labyrinth, Dario could only assume that this was the drow trying to find a way inside.
"One of yours?" Dario asked, momentarily hopeful as he pulled the knife free and wiped it clean. A drow lingered in the shadows of the trees, his presence obvious through the palpable feel of the magic that washed over him, "No, this belongs to the other one." The drow had been watching the city and The Eye had been watching them, "You're the Beastmaster."
