Reaper took his time walk about the town taking in the different smells and colours of the world around him,so much has change since the 20's and 30's the changing of the world seemingly perplexed the ever crafty leader. But this day seemed to lead to some other providence lurking deep with in its fabric a hue of foreboding colours invaded the spectrum that reaper looked forward too. The smell of a fight rammed its self in the nose of Reaper as stopped in the thick of the massive crowd he felt the presents of a coming being something of the non human sorts, but until that source of power comes forth he would stand in the thick of it holding his hat as he looked forward.
