It was a cold night in the middle of a mid-western Michigan winter. A young adult man maybe in his mid-twenties and dressed in a strange red and black armor with a feline like helmet and head on the hit of his sword. He stood in the middle of an ere looking forest on edge as he waited for someone.
Just then a more sinister looking man maybe in his mid-thirties or at least that is the way he appears physically. As for his attire it made him really stick out for it was more of a Victorian era type outfit with a high flaring collar with a cape, all of which were a mix of black with gold trim or gold with black engraving. This had to be the guy he was waiting for despite the fact it looked like he had just stumbled off of a nearby vampire horror film.
"Maliketh?" softly asked the younger man as the second man slowly approached him.
"Yes, which I assume makes you Mark." replied the man with a questioning glance at the first man's out stretched hand.
