In passing Vinadine, the rogue had pilfered Norbert's head back, in such a way in fact, she would not feel the sudden loss of weight right away. He followed briefly after the priestess... Walking past Nadra the demon, the disembodied Abomination's head was dropped into her hands, Foolish giving her a slow, steady glare... "Don't, even try it..." The gesture effectively pulling her attention from the blood elf, even if for a few moments. Though, the message was clear. Resuming his position near the priestess, though he did not touch her this time...<i>"Shadow speech..."</i>the words finding themselves to her ear like a slithering snake, unheard by any other,<i> "We rogues... Know our own sort... But yes... Something, is afoot... And once the, warlock, is neutralized, as a problem..."</i>Nodding his head ever so slightly to Liliana and her pet, then resuming his visual inspection of everyone present in the room. Arms folded under his cloaks and across his chest, he leaned up against the bar counter, forgoing a stool, one leg crossed over the other...<br/><br/>He seemed, relaxed, in that way coiled snakes do.<i>"Her hunger, may cost someone, more then their, dignity..."</i>His shoulders rolling a moment. "Two cups, of blood wine..." the rogue calmly demanded of the goblin barkeep, "Of her choosing..." Nodding to his companion, the holy priestess.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>