Vero nodded, a smile on his lips a hearty chuckle escaping them, “I do not know what you mean. You are wrong my eyes never linger over them” he said with taking a deep breath in. Meaning he knew what his friend meant and the women well they could make a man thirsty for years. The woman were better to look at, their dangerous eyes, there undeniable skill, and quite frankly there shapely bodies. In this area Ghaleon and himself were just plain lucky bastards.<br/><br/>The slight edge of the table had brought Vero’s eyes upon the now leaning Felly,<span style="font-style: italic">”Gods that woman needs a bell around her neck”</span>he thought to himself as she spoke. She shouldn't have been hiding in the first place, but Ghaleon seemed not troubled by it so Vero let it be. Vero could see the twinkle in Felly’s eyes his yellow eyes watching her intently her lips curving into grin as a chuckle escaped her as she asked if Ghaleon if he would miss Vero.<br/><br/>“Oh Felly I don’t shake at the very thought of being that close to you” he simply stated, more less he was being a perv but after a while the females had mostly gotten used to his lingering eye. What could an immortal due but enjoy what he could not have. Vero would joke with the women but he would never be fresh with them, they were all he had. And nothing was worth endangering that not even little Vero.<br/><br/>But with slight noise of a chair next to him bringing him from his thought’s his yellow eyes landed on the boyish styled Claire. Her taste in clothing perplexed him but who was he to say anything about how she dressed. She always seemed to be opposite of him so it was a pleasant change to see her small frame next to his, but like anything dealing with women he was wrong. Just as her eyes had landed on his slightly towering frame she had practically bolted from her seat landing into a bar patron. Vero merely shook his head and gathered up the fallen chair with his hand, letting his gaze fall back to the other’s.<br/><br/>Like clockwork another of their females graced them with their presence this one  more than a  lovely bard. Her blonde silken hair, and a voice that could lull any<span style="font-style: italic">’untrained’</span>man into releasing his purse of coins. As she began to lecture Ghaleon which he quickly corrected her, leaving him in the cross hairs he merely shrugged as he was the reason for the foul mood that now hung over Rita.<br/><br/>With downing of the ale and the cup slamming into the wood soon three more thuds sounded off the wood. And there they sat all eyes taking in the grand sight of the ghastly filled pouches of coin’s.<br/><br/>“By the God’s that's not nearly enough to feed this entire town for year’s” he said his tone excited as his blood thudded in his veins. Those bags would support or even make their group larger more famous. This would make them known by all in these land’s and it was an idea that seemed mostly on the up and up.<br/><br/>As all stared greedily upon the prize that could be there’s, last but not least Lilith had arrived finally. Her red eyes and white hair, she was definition of looking dangerous, but her look’s were not nearly as deadly than her actually skill.<br/><br/>Vero’s yellowed eyes peered over each female each an equal at the table, his family. Never had he thought he could have so damnable sister’s what was an immortal to do? He sighed as he contemplated his inner thought’s, the Demon Lies bounced in his skull at the talk of truths and such.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"I know, I know soon buddy”</span>he promised the demon.<span style="font-style: italic">’slow, slow, slow’</span>it chanted back to Vero. Vero rolled his eyes as<span style="font-style: italic">"Yes I know hurry"</span>his thought’s going back to Ghaleon and the crew.<br/><br/>“No you don’t have our attention and were not merely hanging by your every word” he spoke to Ghaleon his facial expression basically saying stop being a tease and give us the details before I punch your face. It was really that simple to Vero.