My Bar

[Z3R0]

As Miden comes in his direction after her interaction with Venom, Zero locks eyes with her and brings her to a halt. As she stands there, looking up into the deep and vivid amber eyes with vertical pupils, Zero lets a few words slid forth from his lips in a low whisper. "It has been some time now since I have seen on of your kind. You are no regular Elf, we both know the truth of that. The weapons you carry, your attitude, everything about you reminds me of the Drows I knew some time ago." Seeing her eyes widen then narrow in a blazing gaze that would burn a normal man alive, Zero chuckle, for he is anything but normal himself.

As the Mountain that Moves chuckles, men around him stop to see what the comotion is about. Noticing this, Zero immediatly stops and levels a piercing gaze at each one. Slowly, the men return to the task of construction put before them. Looking back to Miden, Zero gives her the same peircing gaze. "I will keep your secret, for now. You seem to be of some use in the manner of weapon art. Plus, I don't think my lady, a Elf of such noble blood that she makes nobles appear as peasents, would take the news of you bieng a Drow very warmly. In any case, try not to stir up to much. Venom can be a bit, difficult at times yes, but aren't we all at some time or another?" Giving Miden a playful wink, Zero heads of the the arena to see to the sleeping quarters of the men working on the reconstruction of the bar.