Riley suivit simplement et lentement tandis qu'ils étaient escortés dans la salle à manger. Riley semblait brièvement surpris et curieux de la présence d'Agares à l'intérieur de la pièce, mais décida de ne rien dire encore. Ils ne savaient pas comment saluer l'autre être physiquement dans la pièce en plus de leur escorte. Riley a incliné la tête et s'est éraflé à sa joue gauche avec une petite curiosité montant de l'incertitude. Il ne semblait certainement pas approprié de donner un simple, bonjour ou bonjour dans cette situation. Cela le dérangerait brièvement un moment.
L'escorte de Riley qui avait les yeux remplis d'étoiles était quelque chose d'autre d'intéressant. Ils essayèrent rapidement de détourner leur attention sur ceux - ci et reculèrent un peu pour se préparer à un tiret. Il semblait que le démon était un peu sales, mais pas accablant en ce moment. Il semblait que l'escorte de Riley allait répondre à la porte et que plus de gens arrivaient.
"Légèrement et ajouter "votre grâce" serait la salutation appropriée." Une voix murmura et se plaignit peut-être dans les profondeurs de l'esprit de Riley. Riley suivit rapidement l'instruction, s'inclinant vers l'avant comme pour pencher le dos et ainsi de suite vers l'avant. "Bonjour, Votre Grâce?" Riley a essayé de le dire, mais il est peut-être sorti d'une manière incertaine. Vu que Riley n'était toujours pas sûr si c'était bien en ce moment. "Est-ce que tu aurais une cuisine que je pourrais utiliser? Votre Grâce?" Riley a essayé d'ajouter le titre de sorte vers la fin ne l'ayant pas formulé dans le flux de la question.
Name: Leander Hastings
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Personality/History: Leander is cunning and calculating. He grew up a normal kid until he lost his parents at a young age in a home invasion. Ever since he had been fascinated with death. He is sociable enough in public but tends to weird people out with his body language, pretty awkward. After schooling he joined the British military as a surgeon and combat medic. He was eventually captured behind enemy lines. After a narrow escape, he never returned to his superiors, and is still considered dead. Most recently his "dear" grandmother had fallen prey to a failed ritual of his. He can show love and compassion to people he truly cares about, but others, particularly ones he doesnt like, he oh so easily begins to view them as projects or pieces of meat. Something is most definitely wrong with him in the head, of that there is no doubt. Magic will have that effect. Considering his hobbies include dissecting animals and dead people, he is fairly well assimilated to normal life, choosing to hide out and jump from motel to motel in downtown London. His only real goal is to further his knowledge of death and do his best to connect the two someday, in hopes of forming a bridge between life and death, to further prevent his loved ones from leaving him forever.
Country of Origin: England
Method of Magic: Necromancy. Leander is fascinated with death. His rituals involve animals and people of all kinds, and hopes to one day successfully sacrifice a live person in order to raise a demon of death. Loss of life is what powers his magic.
Demons: Lesser demons, none worth mentioning. He uses them to further his studies, and over the years has worked to where he is at, dangerously close to using a live sacrifice to summon a truly powerful demon of death.
Other: While he mainly uses animals and people he has no ties to, his most recent failed experience with his grandmother was a revelation. Distant though it was, the connection with his grandmother made the experiment all the more powerful. He fears that to summon the demon he requires to bridge the gap between life and death and see his parents again, he will have to sacrifice somebody he loves.