The people in the Kings Brewery where all a little scared by the man in the dark table in the corner. As they should be seeing a known assassin sitting in your tavern was a little scary some of them even left when ha can down from his room that was renovated by Godwyn to have better security because he didn't want anyone walking in and finding all his weapons.

Today he was in a tight Metallica t-shirt and slightly baggy pants with his Desert Eagle in the holster at his side with five extra clips in his packets they each carried eight more shells besides the ones in his gun.

Godwyn heard that a man of strange up bringing was coming and he was to capture him and find out what he could about Vampire. The thought of Vampires made him smile and let out a small laugh, but his employer was specific about what he wanted to know and one hundred thousand was enough to get Godwyn to do almost anything. So right now he just sat and waited.

Walking into the tavern, Raymond blinked as she ran a hand through his brown/blond hair and sighed as he made his way to the bar. He wasn’t here to drink, but to meet a friend. Asking if said person had come, the bar tender shook his head, and Raymond nodded getting a class of coke before moving to a table and sat down. His bright blues looked around, and blinked at the man in the dark corner.

There was something about Raymond that seemed to scream vampire, from his eye’s to the way he dressed. His pants were slightly baggy and black, his shirt was a black button up shirt sleeve shirt that was left open, and under it was a blood red t-shirt, and on his feet were black shoes, nice sneakers a new set of vans.

Blinking, he sipped his drink and turned his head away from this man. He almost even smell like vampire, though that’s what happens when you live with one.