Destination: Moonlit Falls

After reaching the fabled Moonlit Falls, he set about trying to find himself a place to live. He didn't know the makeup of the population of Moonlit Falls and if there were any normals, his life could still be in danger. He was going to play his cards close to his chest and hope that his higher instincts could get him out of any danger that presented itself. But first, he had to establish himself here and mak a life for himself. And that was buying himself a house and a property to build his new home; his "castle" where he could protect himself and sequester himself away from the population.

And then he realized that he had to go and get some groceries or he would be starving that night. It was there that he realized that the majority of this population here was made up of the occult. He realized that there were what appeared to be telephone booths, but were actually teleportation pads that Moonlit Falls used for transportation between places.

When he was done grocery shopping, he walked back to the teleportation pad and keyed in his new location. it deposited him at a graveyard close to home; the small place that he'd bought had been replaced by a big mansion, which would become his refuge and his hideaway. He would use this place to figure out what his place was in this world and what he could do in this town. He realized with some consternation that the dying light had indicated that he'd spent the better part of that day dealing with the stuff that he needed to do to get settled in Moonlit Falls and to his alarm, though he was occult himself, he was in a graveyard with light fading. His curiosity at exploring the catacombs during the daytime faded to fear as he realized that there was no way that he would be able to get home before dark. So he transformed.

At least if anyone came across him in the graveyard, his natural appearance would give them pause before accosting him and his claws and canine fangs would give him the upper edge in a fight. But the only apparition that he saw was of a woman who had long been deceased.

The apparation announced her name as Frida Goth with no apparent concern about his lycanthropic appearance. They conversed for a while and then Nikkei stated that he had to get home and make himself some dinner. He stayed in his were form as he went about cooking dinner. Of course as a werewolf, his table manners were someone suspect.

Then realizing that his mansion had pianos, he went and played in the room that he was quick to call his own...the one that had a nine-foot concert grand. He thought to himself "What would make this place even more perfect would be the installation of a pipe organ.

And all things considered, he found himself exhausted so checking the weather, he opted to sleep during the day and only venture out at night when the temperatures were cooler. At least this was his plan until such time as fall rolled around. But for all intents and purposes, he was home...in Moonlit Falls, his refuge from those who would seek to do him harm.