Leave it to Garrett to avoid everyone as much as possible during the day, choosing instead to climb the stairs to the highest point in the castle and look over what supposedly is the city of this "Paradisa." He's anything but a believer of magic, of things that could or should not happen, yet somehow he can't recall how he's gotten here, or how he can get back. It unsettles him despite the blank demeanor he wears, mask covering half his face, a man in black leather staring out into the city as a whole, trying to understand where he is. In a way, it reminds him of the clocktower, but it is still too open, still too vulnerable for others to just casually invade his space. Paradisa is far too cheerful and lively for his liking.
b. hallways
The next time he's seen, it's when it's dark, at night. While the hallway may be lit well, Garrett manages to find the shadows and stick to them with ease, dousing candles with his fingers or whisking out bunches of them in a single swipe of his arm. It's not enough to completely darken the hallways (seeing as there's lights and all too), but it gives him more shadow to disappear into and move along rather easily.
Right now, he's on the prowl. Prowl for what, you may ask. Well, he is a thief.
Those pretty baubles or valuables you've got with you in your rooms while you're sleeping? He'll just try to sneak into that darkened room and take those, thank you very much. Even if this is a new place, the Master Thief won't forget his habits, or what may come of them if things go sideways.]
garrett // thief
Leave it to Garrett to avoid everyone as much as possible during the day, choosing instead to climb the stairs to the highest point in the castle and look over what supposedly is the city of this "Paradisa." He's anything but a believer of magic, of things that could or should not happen, yet somehow he can't recall how he's gotten here, or how he can get back. It unsettles him despite the blank demeanor he wears, mask covering half his face, a man in black leather staring out into the city as a whole, trying to understand where he is. In a way, it reminds him of the clocktower, but it is still too open, still too vulnerable for others to just casually invade his space. Paradisa is far too cheerful and lively for his liking.
b. hallways
The next time he's seen, it's when it's dark, at night. While the hallway may be lit well, Garrett manages to find the shadows and stick to them with ease, dousing candles with his fingers or whisking out bunches of them in a single swipe of his arm. It's not enough to completely darken the hallways (seeing as there's lights and all too), but it gives him more shadow to disappear into and move along rather easily.
Right now, he's on the prowl. Prowl for what, you may ask. Well, he is a thief.
Those pretty baubles or valuables you've got with you in your rooms while you're sleeping? He'll just try to sneak into that darkened room and take those, thank you very much. Even if this is a new place, the Master Thief won't forget his habits, or what may come of them if things go sideways.]