Who: Procell(NPC) and Zar
When: Evening
Where: Zar’s home
What: Procell goes to see a very old friend

It didn’t take long at all for Procell to find out Zar had homed into the sleepy little town. Just in time, she always turned up just in time. So it was only right he called to see her, tell her of his little plans. She would either see the fun in it, or be really pissed off with him. He had no idea which she was predictable like many many others. He knocked on the door, looking dashing as always and waited, grinning.

Who: Procell and Open
When: Mid morning
Where: Near the fountain in the middle of town
What: Procell is thinking of his next project

The demon had been stood staring at the fountain for sometime. He was quite a striking figure. He was tall and blonde and wearing quite elegant clothing. Though mostly it was hidden by a long black trench coat. He stood unmoving staring at the fountain, he oozed evil power, he was old though, and experienced in the ways of the world and evil. He didn’t move too close though, he was certain there would be wards all around there.

He had been around the other day; he had seen the stand against the shades. Useless creatures they were. But it had finally given him the position of the Nexus. He had been in and town of this small town for quite a while, though he had never managed to find the Nexus, he just knew it was here somewhere.

But now he knew exactly where and the calibre of those who were willing to give their lives to protect it. Gideon had friends it would seem, no matter. He still thought the angel the main problem.

He smiled to himself thinking of what he could do if he got to the Nexus and got the gateway open and kept it open. Such evil he could spread, use this town as a base. Of course he knew it wouldn’t last. Unlike the shades Procell had intelligence beyond that of many demons. He knew the world would throw good at this place to balance out the evil he was planning to release. But for a time, he was certain chaos would reign. That’s all he wanted.

He had done it before. But that time he had worked alone. The Black Death they had called it, he found it quite fitting. He wanted something on that scale, but he wanted his fellow demons to take pleasure in this too. It was just too good an opportunity to pass up. Of course he had no intention of getting his hands dirty, just Gideon would be problematic. But he knew how to play people, manipulate them to get them to do what he wanted. Demons were more difficult than humans, trying to get them not to kill each other for a start would be difficult. But he liked a challenge.

Eventually he was pulled from his thoughts. There was work to do. It would take time and patience. But that he had in buckets full. He gave one last longing look at the fountain before turning and leaving. Yes there was much to do.