[The trail soon leads to a church courtyard. Derek pauses at the wooden doors, and then pushes them open.
Beyond the door, around the fountain, across the flag stones, even strewn in the tree limbs, are the remains of the order that used to reside here. Few of the bodies are intact.
Judging from the wash of scarlet everywhere, it's doubtful there's much blood left in any of them, either.
Derek hisses as he spies a hunched, quietly growling form at the other end of the open space. Hidden in shadows, the only easily seen detail of this person are the eerily glowing blue eyes.]
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Beyond the door, around the fountain, across the flag stones, even strewn in the tree limbs, are the remains of the order that used to reside here. Few of the bodies are intact.
Judging from the wash of scarlet everywhere, it's doubtful there's much blood left in any of them, either.
Derek hisses as he spies a hunched, quietly growling form at the other end of the open space. Hidden in shadows, the only easily seen detail of this person are the eerily glowing blue eyes.]