The Cabal (Sorcerry RP)

[Frisk E. Coyote]

Prometheus nodded at the Beastmaster. "I'll go with you. Those beasts of yours will have to go on patrol as soon as possible to ensure the town's safety. Afterward, should we head to your place or mine? We could spar to pass the time." He said. He got along best with Dark among all the masters, having warmed up to his similar notion that power alone makes you greater. His dragon form was also a force to be reckoned with, and that was just bonus points.

"Kaitlynn, of the Alabaster Coven, am I correct?" Acerbus rubbed his chin thoughtfully. To those who did not know his demeanor, he was a rather imposing man, tall, solid, one-eyed and gruff looking, the crucifix shaped coffin he carried on his back did not help his image. However, he did smile at the young lady cheerfully. "I have heard a great deal about your endeavors, young lady. I must say that I am impressed, and rather pleased that you will be among us when our lives are at risk. It puts an old man's heart at ease." He patted his chest gently and bowed his head lightly, acknowledging her.