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After Raphael had spent a few hours at the bar, having his fill of ale, he decided to return to the castle. 'Surely Julian has calmed a bit for now.' he thought as he whispered sweet nothing into the ears of a bar maid causing here to giggle like a little girl, if looks could kill Raphael would be dead a hundred times over with the envious and hateful stares he received from the other men in the tavern. It took him a bit longer to get back then it took him to reach the town. Alcohol did not affect him as badly as normal human, but it still affected him.

When he arrived in the courtyard of the castle, Raphael noticed some of the holes in the yard in his effort to avoid Julian for the time being he decided to investigate them closer. His expression quickly turned from a slightly happy one to one of great anger and distress mixed together. In a demonstration of the abilities granted to him as a vampire near in a blink of an eye he demonstrated amazing balance appearing atop of Yira in her stone form. "Where is it you cursed dog." he muttered as Yira began to crumble from her stone form.

As Shawn carried the box she would be able to hear the sound of something solid sliding around inside the box.