Zianro raised an eyebrow. "I was passing through Beracia to come here to investigate the rumors of a cult worshipping some sort of demonic entity." He stated. It was sort of the truth. He was sent on the knowledge there was some sort of evil here. This is what he hoped was the best case scenario.<br/><br/>But he then eyed Marianna's drink. It looked a bit too dark red to be wine but he didn't want to judge too fast.<span style="font-style: italic">"Wait a minute! I should be concerned! Don't be distracted by her!"</span>he thought as he realized she asked for his name. "Zianro Azura, of the Azura Clan."