3 Days later
Mink Street, Delmar City
On Mink street in Delmar City is a building styled after a grand Gothic church that had clear signs of no expense being spared in its construction. The building was made of polished stone clustered columns kept its enormous structure standing tall as its sharply pointed spires reached for the heavens. Intricate sculptures of man, beast, beastmen, winged humans and more lined the walls displaying both horror and beauty as it all shined in the moonlight.
Walking up towards the building by following the path laid out with large stone slabs and up the staircase was a cloaked man who kept his features well hidden. He was calm and composed as he made his way to the heavy wooden front door of the building that he opened with ease.
Inside the building had a similar style to outside statues of different races was on each side of the building, a mural was on the ceiling of the main room it was embedded with gold and precious gems that all came together to tell an old story. Ribbed vaults decorated the ceiling of the hallways while every room that its influence could reach was illuminated by the light from the moon that changed color as it was reflected through stained glass.
The man walked through the main hall that had no chairs just long heavy triangle prisms made of metal on the floor. The prisms were rusted and stained with blood from those who kneeled on them before. The prisms were all placed in front of a mirror to reflect the one causing you pain in your life.
The man skipped all this and headed to the basement as he opened the basement door where he was met with a room set up like an office. There were no dividers just a couple of desks with files on them.
In the distance, he could see a man that looked like he was in his 20s that had on a white button shirt, black pants with straps on it that he had hanging to the side of him. He was reading a book that covered his face only his black spiky hair popped out from behind the book as a fire was burning in the trash can next to him.
The cloaked man didn't bother talking to him or say anything about the fire burning in the trash can next to him he just wanted to make his report to father Revon than leave. At Revon's office, the cloaked man knocked on it and waited after receiving a reply he entered.
There he saw father Revon, rank 2 magus manager of The Order of Peth's side branch in Delmar City he was wearing dark mage robes that shimmered every time he moved. Revon had a smooth bald head and a handsome face with piercings on him. He had a lip to ear piercing on the left side of his face, a piercing on his right eyebrow, and another small one on his nose.
He was writing up some documents when he stopped to speak "your back early Raynard how did your mission go".
Raynard took off his hood revealing himself to be a dark skin toned man with light brown eyes. He had a stern face and his muscular build could faintly be made out through his cloak.
"The mission you gave me was a complete waste of time Secret Visage wasn't the one who killed Vincent Marino and set fire to his base. Someone just made it look like that to make people look in a different direction. The whole thing was executed by someone who is most likely not even an apprentice level mage".
Revon cuffed his hands together and hung his head in disappointment "that's a shame and here I thought we would be able to have some fun around here. Those guys at the Eclipse Association forced us to take the mission with everything they had they even paid extra on to of the premium amount they paid us all in advance too. I never thought there was someone brave enough or maybe just stupid enough to impersonate Secret Visage. So what are you going to do now?".
"I'm going to take a quick break and wait for the next murder case related to Secret Visage to show up. It should be happening soon there's no way Secret Visage is going to let someone use there name freely and let them get away".
Revon nodded in agreement "so you're not even going to try to find and protect the guy".
"No there's no point Secret Visage won't show up if I'm there and will kill him the second I'm not. That fool brought this on themselves, so I might as well make that person useful".
"What about the chance Secret Visage does nothing?".
"If they do nothing then I would have to buy a drink for the person with the god defying luck. Either way, this case doesn't even reach an official adept level so there's no point in keeping it".
Revon didn't care what tactics his clansman used, so long as they got the job done and didn't cause a huge problem for the clan and himself anything was acceptable. "alright give your file to Drew let him file it and I guess let the DCPD know they can investigate the case without worry or whatever I don't care just get out".
Shooed away by Father Revon, Raynard went over to Drew and slammed a file on his desk. Drew didn't even bother looking at the file he just threw it in the flaming trash and kept reading Raynard knew what he did, Father Revon knew what hew was most likely going to do, but no one cared. This is The Order of Peth true efficiency at its finest.