Elliott liked the idea of making a random ally. He enjoyed the unknown aspect of it. Would the creature welcome his aid or spurn it. Could he turn a temporary alliance into a prolonged one against the Church of fiery light. The cloud of bats that he flew as curved itself in a circular path around the town of Oakville. A survey of the forests around it might give indication of where Alana searched or the monster laired itself. Elliott suspected the monster might be a nomadic type if Alana hadn't located it yet.
At last the scent of blood called to him. He followed the promising lead. Gathering all the bats together he took again his human form. He quietly landed and moved silently to the delicious smell. Elliott came upon a small path with a mound of dirt a few away from the small foot path. Elliott felt the blessing on the grave. He smelled the fresh blood on the grave realizing it was a body only a few hours old. Elliott muttered the words to unhallow the ground before him that he might examine the body closer. The dark energy flowed through him and corrupted the grave's protection.
His hands grew claws and he leapt at the mound before him pawing away the dirt. Elliott slowed and more carefully removed the dirt as he got closer to the body. He examined the wounds and decided...
