I walked out of the cafe holding my hand written letter. I sent it to Austria via post.
"My assistant should write to me in about a few days time." I wore a satisfied smile.
Aaron really wanted to come with me to Austria but I needed him there.
In the meantime I'll be here.
I rented a hotel to sleep for the night, but before I do anything else I took out my journal.
I explained the ranks of monsters in detail, and wrote down my observations.
After I was done I took a quick shower, and headed to bed.
About the coordinates written at the back of the page I stumbled across, it's best to wait a little.
Think about it, miss Amelia said the book had already been reserved by people, and they are sure to stumble across the coordinates, just like me they'll want to know what is located there, so they would head there and if I'm lucky, I can get introduced to some of them.
I have considered the fact that if they were hostile, but it's worth a shot.
A few days passed and I decided to head towards the coordinates written in the book in the dead of night.
A plain white shirt with a waistcoat, slimfitted black pants with dark dress shoes, a classic.
I had to choose between a bowtie and a tie, I chose the bow tie, I dunno— I kind of like it better.
I put on a grey mask, I was worried the black mask could be linked to the detective, that's why I chose to get a new on instead.
I grabbed my stop watch and headed over. The police patrol routes were all memorized so I easily maneuvered around, the alleyways.
To get to the place was a bit tricky, but with a my keen sense of direction, I arrived at a wreakage in the middle of a forest.
The moonlight cast a silver glow as the swaying trees gave the forest a whimsical feel.
I watched closely behind one of the swaying trees.
Time passed. I almost lost my patience.
And sure enough I saw a figure walked towards the ruin.
Finally
She had a feminine appearance wearing a black coat, and a feathered hat.
*Is she an aristocrat?.*
She walked calmly into the building but I stayed out, i still don't think it's safe, mydetective instincts is telling more then one of them is going to show up tonight.
I waited a bit, and the tress rattled again, a young man with a shadowy cloacked walked approached the rubble, looked around then entered the building.
Not even 10 heartbeats later another, clocked figure entered the building.
After another round of waiting It was time to act.
I stepped on the platform, hands in my pocket, there lied the skeleton of a once massive courtyard. Rubble and moss were littered around as nature had long began taking what was her's. In the distance a stone pillar jolted out of the soil like ribs.
An owl landed on a pillar in the distance, making the tall structure groan sideways and crash onto the moss with a loud bang.
I watched all this calmly.
Walking to the center of the courtyard, I saw the trio in a face off.
As I approached, they all turned to me.
Who are you, the Frist cloacked figure asked.
Hands in my back pocket, I didn't react, mystic artists who are deep in the craft would've either found me out, or tried to kill me.
I smirked, it was obvious they were amateurs, or was it my lack of judgement?.
"Fog.."
They looked at each other...
"Mr fog..." I repeated.
I slowly walked up to the group and asked with a light tone.
"Now who are you?."
The cloaked figure glanced at me.
"Call me..."
A paused.
"Rock" he sneered.
"Did he just come up with that on the spot?"
I glanced at him, he had a well built body. But that was all I could tell
The lady wearing a half mask, observed the new intruder. Not saying a word.
She had light blue hair. And her face was covered by a halfmask.
"Ha.. I can't believe this is the first time in meeting other mystic artists... nice to meet you" ,one of the cloacked figures awkwardly chukled. He wore a black cloack and but I could tell he was young, really young.
I observed, *the taller cloacked guy sounded cautious, the lady is curious and observant, and he...*
I looked at the last guy who had a smaller build... *he's a lot more easy going.*
The duo introduced themselves with fake names the lady called herself feathers and the smaller one called himself bones.
I didn't Judge.
After all the pleasantries rock spoke.
"I know the reason we all came here was because of the coordinates listed on the book" Rock tried to sound confident, like the leader.
Rock, the name kind of sounded funny...
"Being able to read , the coordinates you all must be quite educated, we don't need to fight, as a matter of fact we need to further understand what's in the mail together"
"That's right.." bones chimed in, and the lady in the feathered hat nodded.
I chuckled.
The trio glanced at me.
"Any ideas Mr fog" miss feathers question me.
You can't still see it huh, I mumbled.
The layout is quit odd to be a fallen cathedral, this place used to have a ball room, a library a maid quarter and more than 8 rooms"
I touched the rubble.
"This was a family house, and of a rich family at that." I ran my hand through the wreakage.
"This place was once the reside of a mystic arts family"
This made miss feather flinch.
"You are quite smart lad" miss feathers stated an observation.
"Wait, what is a mystic arts family?" Bones asked confused, even Mr rock looked puzzled.
I just shrugged.
The duo turned to miss feathers. She thought for a moment.
"What can you give in exchange?"
Bones looked a bit panicked.
"Will 500 kronen be enough?, "
My ears perked up.
Miss feather nodded, then glanced at Mr rock who thought for a bit.
I'll repay you with information of equal value.
"Then I'll be over there" I pointed to a nearby boulder.
"Don't worry, I'm sure you already know what I'm about to say so it's fine.
If these guys are mystic artists, why didn't the floating symbols in my vision appeared. Does it only happen if they are actually hostile towards me?.
Miss feather began explaining what mystic families were.
"Mystic Arts families were formed as a cult who worship a scared terbanacle."
*A sacred terbanacle?, what is that?.*
Thankfully bones spoke Frist.
"Wait What's a scared terbanacle?."
Miss feather looked at him.
"A God".