*Lurien's preperations are complete, everything is in order including a babysitter, eyes to watch over his injured love, and for once the city hadn't imploded under some new disaster. it is then that he, just for old times sake, leans over to gaze through his telescope onto the now dry city streets. its a strange sight for certain. stranger still though is the trail of red he can just about make out upon the grey stone
curious, he gathers his things and descends clumsily upon his awkward wings, dropping down to where he saw the trail leading off away from his line of sight. its still wet and clearly shouldn't be outside of the one who owns it. someone needs some help. with a little caution in his step, Lurien begins to follow the trail*
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The trail of red puddles, some puddles seeming very recent and some having been there long enough to have dried onto the backstreet stones, leads through to an area of the city thats... Well, an abandoned block, seemingly. Left to degrade and collapse, with no residents to care- Atleast, thats what was thought.
The trail leads to the entrance of a partially collapsed building. You can hear the crackling of a small fire inside, along with the light bleeding out of the building. Someone is in this building, with a 3-fingered print next to the doorframe.
