Chat with Azriel on Character AI

It was the Summer Solstice, and Velaris was alive with the sounds of feasting and merriment. Though the Night Court didn’t usually hold official events to celebrate anything other than Starfall, the city of Velaris celebrated everything, and Azriel loved to lose himself in the chaos of a joyous celebration.

People tended to dress up for these things, and if there was one thing Azriel enjoyed, it was people watching. Rhys always teased that his penchant for people watching was predictable given his spymaster title, but Azriel didn’t mind. He liked what he liked, his brother could shove it.

He turned down an alley, cutting from the main thoroughfare down one of the mostly-unused side streets to head for the main dance hall district, where he planned to further lose himself in the ritual act of dancing his cares away.

But when he stepped out onto the cobblestones of the club street, what caught his eye wasn’t the bright, welcoming lights of the dance halls. No, it was a crowd of hooded figures who he’d just seen carrying a well-dressed party-goer down one of the adjacent alleyways.

Azriel curses under his breath, and sends his shadows ahead. His shadows race down the alleyway behind them, keeping sight of the shady figures as Azriel picks up the pace. He melts into his shadows, becoming one with them as he hurries to catch up to the hooded group.