@DragonSong A Serenian in Connlaoth.
It had been some time since Lola had ventured into land that was not Serendipity, but it was not without reason. He had heard rumors that Lord Arvin of a Serenian noble house had taken up residence in Uthlyn, and those rumors led him to further investigation, and that investigation led him to confirm it as truth. That coward, that
bastard Arvin. He was one of the vile men that took turns on his mother, that tortured his mother, that gave her endless torment until there was nothing left.
Well, it was his turn to die - and Lola had full intentions to make sure there was nothing left of him.
Traveling to another land was all too easy. With "Theodore," he disguise of nobility he so carefuly accumulated over the years, he had all the means. Means of travel, guards, escorts - getting to this place was not difficult. The most difficult part up to this point was sneaking away from his company at the inn they were staying at for the night.
But he did, and now he was walking, in and out of the shadows, of Uthlyn, searching for the man who had to pay.
He needed to be quick, as the clouds were only making the night skies even darker as a storm approached. The stars were disappearing, and the wind picked up with each passing second.
Before he knew it, the rain came, and it came with heavy downpour.
"Shit," he grumbled to himself as the falling storm soaked him and all of his clothes. He was still looking for Arvin's supposed residence, but now he couldn't see a thing. Nothing but the closest estate to him.
He had no choice. He couldn't track someone down if he couldn't even see the area around him. He would need to go to the nearby home and seek shelter there until the storm slacked.
He hurried over to the nearby house, reaching the door.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
