Alfred was down upon his knees, praying at the alter in the Cathedral Ward. The man was quiet; feeling the cold wind blowing upon his face. At least, until he heard foosteps... Alfred turned to see a hunter approach, and he got up; greeting them with a polite smile. "You're a beast hunter aren't you? I knew it, that's precisely how I started out... Oh, beg pardon. You may call me, Alfred. Protege of Master Logarius - Hunter of Vilebloods!" Alfred offered hid gloved hand to the stranger before him. "So, what say you? Our prey might differ, but we are hunters, the both of us. Why not co-operate, and discuss the things we've learned?"