The sound of a glass hitting the counter echoed in the air. A young man in his mid twenties with long black hair, dressed in a black suit over seven feet in height sat on his own by a bar counter. This was Yami a wind mage and member of Phantom Lord. He sat alone within the guild drinking from a small glass containing scotch, his poison of choice. Why was he drinking alone? It was simple Yami had no friends in the guild as he was a loner. The only one he had ever truly interacted with had been rose but she was gone, having long since left the guild. The wind mage sighed as he downed the last of his scotch before calling over the young attractive barmaid from behind the counter. "Refill please." The young woman smiled sweetly at the handsome mage and happily obliged him refilling his glass before putting the bottle away. Yami thanked her and returned to his musings as he sipped the scotch.

The wind mage began to hum as he looked up the roof. He was bored and needed something to do, but what was there. His grey hues turned to the attractive young bar maid. Perhaps he should do a little flirting and pick her up. He could have a little fun with her enjoy himself then have some real fun. Yami wondered what her screams of agony would be like as she pleaded for mercy beneath him. He shook the thought away, best not to shit in his own garden, by that he means mess with the staff of Phantom Lord that could be bad for him. The young barmaid was quite popular in the guild and if she went missing the guild members would most likely investigate to find out what happened to her. That was the last thing he needed. The wind mage sighed again as he sat up straight and downed the last of his sketch. Perhaps he would head out into town and see if he couldn't find someway to amuse himself. The wind mage ordered one more refill and sat their contemplating on how to relieve his boredom.

The psychotic young man took a sip of his scotch as he contemplated.Perhaps he would head into the red light district, if he knocked off a prostitute surely no one would notice. He pondered over it before deciding against it, if she had family or had high level clients they would notice. Then he thought about it again if he found one on a street corner who would miss her? Maybe he should find someone who was homeless and get rid of them instead. He clicked his tongue against his teeth before downing the last of his scotch. The mage slapped some jewels down on the table and thanked the barmaid for her service before walking away. Yami tucked his hands into his pockets and left out the front door and made his way down the road towards the streets of oak. The wind mage entered into the streets, it was pitch black as it was the middle of the night.

Yami's eyes were half shut as he walked into the streets of Oak. He began looking around before heading west towards the red light district to find himself a target. He avoided the main roads keeping to the back streets and alleys in order to avoid coming into contact with a witness. Being dressed all in black helped him to blend into the shadows and avoid being seen. The wind mage came to a halt and hid behind a garbage pin as one of the local patrols walked by. Yami waited patiently as they moved on, once they had he headed off continuing his walk. It would take him half an hour to cross town and arrive at the red light district. The area was a hustle and bustle, with a heavy scent of alcohol, drugs and sex in the air. Yami scowled at the scent as he began walking along in order to find his target. His eyes looked back and forth before he eventually spotted a young woman with bright red hair and blue eyes on a corner by herself. Yami didn't walk over to her right away instead ducted into a black market shop.

Walking in Yami looked about and collected a few things, namely a dagger. Yami gripped the dagger testing its weight before collecting some wire, a hammer and nails. Yami paid for the items and left with his little shopping back. He then approached the young woman and began flirting with her, whispering sweet nothings into her ear to entice her. She seemed shy at first, most likely new to the business but after promising to pay her triple what she would was offering she went along with him. Yami walked her towards a hotel where only a single clerk was behind the counter. The clerk was blind allowing for your face to go unseen. Yami didn't say a word as he threw a stack of jewels on the counter. The blind man handed a key over and Yami took the woman upstairs.

Yami led her into the room. The moment he did he turned around and quick grabbed her by the throat. The woman gasped as she struggled under his grip. Yami forced her into the bedroom, the grip he had on her prevented her from screaming, even then the rooms were sound proofed. He threw her onto the bed and pinned her by straddling. He reached into his bag. the woman struggled against Yami but he ignored her. He sat the hammer down as he tightened his grip. From the lack of oxygen she eventually passed out. He released his hold before he killed her. Once she was out Yami began hammering a few nails into the wall and wrapped wire around them, before nailing the wire to the wall and around the top of the bed. The wire was then wrapped around her wrists keeping her arms pinned above her head. He then went and did the same with her legs spreading them to each end of the bed. Once she was bound he began to use the knife to cut away at her cloths making sure to avoid the flesh. He then grabbed a sheet and tore strips off and tied it around her mouth making a gag. Soon the real fun would start.