Grixis' ethereal body watched the Warlock enter the bar. It smirked underneath it's helmet before dissipating into thin air. ------------------------------------------------- Grixis was inside his chambers aboard the Dreadnaught when his Echo returned to him. He liked this ability, having personal spies to himself. And what better way to use them than in the City. The only way that they didn't disintegrate was because they were still in tune with whatever Light still remained in him. Oryx had Echoes, Sarkon could use them, and now so could he. He saw everything his Echo had. A Warlock was hunting for an Ahamkara. This will be all too fun. He sent an Acolyte to retrieve Molkir. She came into his chambers moments later. [i]"What do you have need of me, my liege."[/i] She said with a slight bow. "Notify Shovaroth. He's been bored for a while, what I have in mind will entertain him." He looked out at Jupiter again. "Congratulations, Warlock. You will get your wish soon enough."