The clock tower

[TheSalmonWhisperer]

Leanon's green orbs stared at the figure, now almost paralyzed by fear as the woman's smokey and husky voice reached her long and sensitive ears.

Stepping back a cautiously, no, more like stumbling cowardly, her dusty boots making the floorboards creak and shudder like an old man about to have his final heart attack.

Shaking more than a little, Leanon silently held out a trembling hand toward this new visitor, controlled completly by fear and awe.

[Xandrabeast]

[OOC: Ok...I've moved this post to a new thread: "Crow at the Clock Tower"]

[White_Pheonix]

A cocoon of shadows forms in the street, and then vanishes, melting away, to reveal a tall, elfish figure in black robes, a black cloak, and a silver hood, carrying a silver staff. On it's wrist is a strange disk, around which nine stones rotate. It glances around, and, seeing the person outside of the tower, swiftly walks into some shadows on the other side of the street.

[TheSalmonWhisperer]

**NOTE**
((I think this RP is stuck, the other two people I was RPing with haven't updated for a long time, I'll have to contact them at a later date, so this is on a hiatus.))