Felly had been watching the whole thing from the gloomy corner, she had been hidden in Ghaleon’s shadow since he had tilted his chair back, it wasn’t until Vero had mentioned something about waiting upon the female’s that she materialized beside Ghaleon and leaned upon the table with her hip.<br/><br/>“It isn’t I you were waiting on,” her voice soft as she bowed her head to both men and gave Ghaleon a phantom almost nonexistent smile, but had one paid attention to the Shadow Mongers full lips, they may have seen the small twitch, and the softening of her sterling eyes. “I heard the summoning, and I came as quickly as I could, which means I must take out the one who got here first,” her eyes twinkled playfully to Vero as she gently touched the hilt of her obsidian blade, “you wouldn’t miss him would you Ghaleon?” this time her lips did curl up as she chuckled and pushed off the table to sit on the opposite side of the table, across from them.<br/><br/>Softly she ran her hands through her silken raven waves, as she sighed and looked about. Felly found many men gawking at her, and a few whispering about the legendary Shadow, or how they heard the scary story of the Wraith Queen, scowling she sunk deeper into the chair and crossing her arms over supple chest, her black leather scaled corseted vest revealing her Celtic tattoos, the dark marking curving in elegant lines over porcelain like skin that was pocked with many a scar. However, she seemed to be skulking, eyes hard and staring down at the table as if to burn a whole in it, “I swear if one of these assholes summons me to their room, Reta’s gonna have to clean up something, and it isn’t going to be more table pieces…” It was always stupid men who summoned her to harass her, or stupid teenagers as a dare to one another, children though…that was another story, she had a soft spot for… Felly would instead indulge them in her travels, but never giving out specific details.