[Arachnocampa]

The darkest corner of a tavern is where he sat, observing the other Trisphites as they mingled about, some loud from too much ale. Though he wore dark clothes, his appearance wasn't too different so he didn't really catch many curious eyes. Finally, a figure left the tavern that caught his interest. It was his target. Standing, he moved to follow as inconspicuously as he could, unfolding his fan as he exited.

He would have his reward.

Nuhhh, I hope that was alright. D:
By the way, the kitty in your signature, is it anything in particular? o: