The Eternal RP Where the Role Playing never ends

He walked quickly through the rain, in his arms was a ancient book, wrapped in plastic to protect it from the perpetual rain that soaked the city. Quietly the skinny man murmured to himself in words that were not of any human language. His eyes were always darting around, never resting on only one thing. Despite his apparent youth, his hair was that silvery white of old age, the color that the young only get from an experience that would drive most mad.

He knew of the strange things that stalked through the night, he knew them well. His newest book discussed many of the maddening things that creep, and many a spell as well.

As he passed a darkened ally, he thought for a moment that he saw something moving, something human-ish, somthing of power. Cautiously, he started to intone a spell, willfully sacrificing part of his sanity to construct a shield around himself. The colors of the glimmering power were not of the normal human view of the universe, but of a twisted one, one that defies the human senses from fully comprehending them.

Pausing for a moment before continuing on he shudders at the glimps of the true nature of the universe that he had to face to cast his spell.

"You among other things, and most of those are better left unnamed." He said quietly as he looked at her with his cold, steel grey eyes. "You think me mad, well most do. Now, as I am a gentleman, I tell you that I am called Jamis." He smiles in an odd way, relishing the fact that even the creatures of the night don't know the truth.

He smiles grimly "You would not want to drink my blood, the three last of your kind to do so went quite insane. They made your Mad bloodline seem normal. Come walk with me, for you are... interesting, quite unlike many of the others of your kind that I have met." He gestured with his slim hand, for her to join him, a twisted flow of colors washed over his hand as he moved it, seeming to be absorbed by the heavy material of his coat.

"That is very rare, there are not that many who survive that long. But it is nice to know, I have enough problems as is, I don't need to deal with a completely and utterly insane vampire." He pauses for a moment and shudders before continuing, "Things are waking up. Things older than ether of our species. Haven't you felt the night twisting? Being pulled out of its normal shape?"

"I am far older than I look. But I also have an advantage, I dream." gesturing to an apartment window with its lights out he continues "Listen, can't you hear the restless movements of those sleepers, movements fueled by fear? That is how those THINGS are touching the world at the moment, they have much more influence on the world of dreams than on the physical world,for now..."

"That is a very good thing to hear, as I am not one." he said with a grin, stopping in front of an apartment building he continued to say "If you would like to come in, you may." As he used a key to unlock the front door. Absently he said "I like the fact that I am the only person in this building, I don't have to worry about too many people getting hurt when the things that come after me show up."

"The only ones still alive are not sane anymore, they weren't able to deal with the things that occur around me. And well, as for the rest, it is better not to say how they died." he said shaking his head sadly. "Please follow my steps exsactly, and don't touch the left hand rail, It would be a very bad idea. I have this place rigged up to deal with para-natural beings."

"These traps wont really stop anything, but they are enough to slow almost anything down long enough for me to brace myself." He shakes his head and says, "I really don't know why I'm still alive, it has been over 500 years since I learned about the things on the outside."

He smiles his odd smile, "Truly, who knows, sometimes it seems like everything is trying to kill me at once and at other times... well I don't even notice when a decade passes."

"Well, I can tell you this much, things will be interesting here for a while, there is no getting around that. When whatever it is decides to pull its way through things will get crazy."

Opens a door and steps through the doorway, the symbols etched around the frame glow briefly. The room he steps into looks more like a library than anything else, the walls are covered in books and the numerous tables are piled high with ancient papers and scrolls.

"Some of these documents may have come from there, according to my sources, not everything was destroyed, some items, things that were kept in secret vaults beneath the library. were rumored to be sean taken out just before the destruction began."

"Yes, I would find the knowledge in them quite useful, if reading them does not burn out my mind that is." Going over to a shelf he takes a scroll down gently and places it on a reading table. "This is one of the items that may be from the Library."

Bows and says, "You honor me, I hope that with this additional information I will be able to unlock more of the riddle that we face."

"Yes, especially when solving it means your continued existence right?"

"Heh, but if you do not care for you continued existence, who will care for fate of the world?" he asks, interested in how she responds.