Deio led them through the dimly lit streets, making sure to have a hand on his father's dagger at all times. When the small group reached the neighborhood, Deio began to walk more slowly, to make sure he didn't miss the house, though he doubted he would. When they came to a worn down, completely dark house with an overgrown lawn and a broken window, Deio stopped.
"Welp. This is it. Home sweet home." He mumbled the last bit and reached into his pocket, taking out the ring of keys and, choosing the smaller one, unlocked the house.
The first thing the group would notice was that the place was actually very well kept except for the outside appearance, as if the inside was preserved. The next thing they would notice was the blood. Red blood stains on the floor and a few splattered stains on the wall.
Deio held back tears at the sight of his parent's blood, and reverently guided the group around the two pooled blood stains. He led them into his mother's mini infirmary/kitchen. A beautiful blue translucent plant with diamond colored flowers and soft mint-like leaves grew wild from a shattered potted plant. Remembering his mother treating wounds from her battles with the Red Ravens, he climbed on the counter and opened the cupboard, where a few glass vials of a liquid the same color as the plant's leaves. Taking one gently, Deio climbed back down and walked over to [member="Darth Erebos"] and his sister.
"Um, could you set my sister down for a bit? This is a healing herb from my mother's home planet. She called it Ethalos"
[member="Honas'di"] [member="NG-888 (Eights)"] [member="Petri"]