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The Informant

Nyrul made his way to the Jihad Compound, in the debt of the night knowing this is where he could find Grobnak, to help aid him in the upcoming plans of his. Once to the Compound, Nyrul snuck into Grobnak's chambers, where Grobnak seemed to be studying some unknown things. Nyrul kept his face cloaked and stood in the door way to Grobnak's chamber, he spoke in his soft whisperers tone "Sir..." Grobnak seemed taken off guard a bit, then replied "Greetings Brother." Nyrul took a steep bow before Grobnak, and it was returned.

Nyrul began to tell Grobnak of his recent findings on this unknown man who had been speaking to Emalia just a short time after Grobnak had spoken with her. Nyrul spoke of everything, even his intentions of wanting to kill this man who was trying to stand in Jihad's path.

After everything was explained Grobnak gave Nyrul the order to find this unknown man that had been speaking with Emalia, and track him find out everything about him, his next of kin mainly, and then report back. Nyrul was a little distraught when what he wanted to do was shot down by Grobnak, but he understood fully what needed to be done.

Grobnak then made plans to go and see Emalia right away, whilst Nyrul began his devious plan to lure Hellstrom into speaking of anything he loved dearly, so Nyrul could carry out Grobnak's plan to convert them or destroy them.....Nyrul slipped back into the night and made his way back to Westbridge.

The Hunt

As his plans were foiled due to the fact of Hellstrom using a portal to carry them away from the area, he moved to a more comfortable spot, waiting and thinking. "Blasted Guardian....fool...." He moved down from the overlook and proceeded to Westbridge where he sat in the shadows by the temple, just waiting for a thought to enter his head.

When he saw it, he could not believe his eyes, there she was, Emalia. "Yes...perfect.." He then proceeded to follow her, as she made her way into the Cookie shop he perched himself up on the roof where he could tune into what was being said. About that time he saw an old man, looking quite pathetic make his hobbling way into the coffee shop then he heard Emalia and the man speak. After a long while Nyrul heard a noise, and peeked behind him, it was Hellstrom making his way through the door. The conversation was not what he was looking for, he heard a little of Elbryan and a mansion. Nyrul climbed down a little bit to hear this better but then slipped, he fell flat on his face and he then heard everyone go silent. Nyrul hushed himself and scaled down the backside of the building. He heard Emalia yelling so he moved sneakily toward the side where he could see a bear, most likely Hellstrom's guard.

Hellstrom proceeded out the door to where his bear stood, and Nyrul waited, then he made his advance to follow Hellstrom Far behind once again, but not far enough as to lose him. Nyrul thought to himself 'I will get what....I wanted...'

The Following

As Emalia departed Nyrul waited until she was but a blur in his vision he then began to trail her, using his cunning stealth and the aura of invisibility. He followed her until she was stopped by another unknown in which she told him many things. Nyrul waited behind a tree leaning on it, his hands folding up slightly into the crooks of his arms, his grey cloak making no sound as the wind pierced around it, blowing the frayed ends around him, his head hung low and nothing but darkness filled the insides of the hood.

Nyrul grinned as he witnessed Emalia crying upon this mans shoulders, maybe...maybe this one could be used in his ever thickening scheme. He remembered Emalia mentioning a man by the name of Hellstrom, it had seemed this was the one Nyrul was seeking out "All the....closer." he muttered under his breath to himself.

All the closer Nyrul was to finding everything out about this man that he could. The time was drawing near. 'Hellstrom will regret ever crossing Jihad.' Nyrul thought to himself. He then peered back over toward Emalia and this stranger, hoping that soon it would be over and she would take him to Hellstrom without even her knowing of it.