Azaltus found himself casually sitting near the temple, he didn't want to step inside; praying wasn't something a devil like him would do. But sitting around here and having the shadows surround him was killing his boredom well enough. The ability to travel the world as he did was truly a fun ability; but he did also enjoy relaxing in a single area for a while. He listened to the whispers of the shadows, having used them to make a chair to sit-upon. Usually souls would do, but this was near a temple. He might not be religious, but others certainly are. He took in a deep breath as he thought on what to do that day. Sitting here seemed like a good enough idea, but then again he did feel like moving in deeper into the village and mingling with the common and magical folk here.
With a sigh he stood up, allowing the shadows to move back to their natural positions, and began to walk. By natural he meant more...appearing like a normal shadow, they were facing him at this moment. Azaltus wouldn't admit it, but he revelled in the idea of being able to draw looks this way, but half the time he didn't even notice them. Being lost in your thoughts was distracting, and thus he never really paid any heed to what people around him are usually saying about him, or whether they're talking about him at all. He looked up at the clear sky. "It looks like it'll be a nice day today, let us see what I can stumble upon today"[/color] A calm, relaxed tone that held a sort of authority rarely found in your usual passer-by
