[RedRose4]

Azrael touched his shoulder, feeling the cold silver beneath his palm. He didn't really like armour, but he had to wear it for his own safety, he had planned on finding someone a little more dangerous today, which was a huge reason why he came to Dritz. He never really knew when the last time he'd see him would be.
"I'm going to the Northern Isle of Yorsale. There's another angel I have to deal with..." Azrael resisted a sigh. It was bad enough killing supernatural, but doing it to his own race? That itself was bothersome, especially since they weren't hugely abundant in the area.

Azrael then glared at his friend, but keeping it unserious as he rolled his eyes. "Like I only last one minute." he chuckled. "My lust for her either comes another day, or I allow someone else to sate me. Time is of the essence." Azrael looked at Dritz a moment longer, his eyes on his wings for the most part before he sighed and nodded. "I'll go. I should be back within two hours time." The angel stated, not knowing why he didn't just leave already.