Exton

Morgan's shadow slips from the Tavern porch. Two demifae stationed on the porch dart into shadows, following. Miko flits around the corner, seeking the HellHound in the alley. He whispers in the Hound's ear and the creature is gone, stepping through the shadow ways to Herne.

An eerie feeling creeps over him and he moves slowly, listening between wing beats for any disturbance. Miko feels at his side, forgoing his silver splinter sword for the steel hatpin he had gotten from Pandora. A bit of silk wrapped around the bead and up the steel, just enough for him to grip the thing without burning his hand.

Whatever is stalking him is using the shadows for concealment. Miko watches, looking for any signs. There is a sudden movement, and Miko darts aside. he isn't quite fast enough. The impact slaps him into the wall, but it also jabs the steel deep into the assailant's hand. There is a yelp and a curse in Elvish.

Footsteps sound in the alley, responding to the scuffle. Miko holds firm to the pin, as it jerks in his grip. A smile crosses his face, followed by a grimace of pain.

Got you sucker...

Then there is nothing, not even the sound of someone calling his name as a shifter picks him up from the alley debris.