Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7974155-20141004121438/@comment-26543176-20141025115851

Lýsing turned to the guards, appraising them with a somewhat cold look, very different from the warm happy one she had worn while talking with her new friends, she smiled frostily at them, a brief flow of light going through her sleeve.

"Well then, I suppose you leave me with little choice gentlemen, to what do I owe this. . . unexpected pleasure?"

Across the room, seated at the bar Orion smiled widely into his drink, appraising the fellow next to him. Turning towards him, his smile widened under his mask, he knew that tone anywhere, and those tremendous drinking habits.

"Is that so, well he certainly sounds like a somewhat interesting fellow, perhaps my good man, you can tell me more about him, you have piqued my interest with talk of this man."

Vermont was at peace, despite the constant flipping of bottles and crazy maneuvers he was pulling of, within he was a proverbial island of calm. Even though his noble background meant that he was perfectly at ease at these parties, he had grown to love the art he performed now over almost anything else. Bartending at the level he did nightly, was an art, something to be seen and appreciated, and enjoyed despite the occasional messy moments