Zaviira listened with smile perpetually on. A blink of interest upon discovering her new friend walked a similar path.<i>"Not at all, the light can shine even in the most hidden of corners. Name's Zaviira"</i>She confided, returning the trust given by offering her name.<i>"And I too am in the priesthood. Although I rarely visit the cathedral as my people often operate elsewhere."<br/>
</i><br/>Her common was fluent yet with that infamous accent so widely spread among her kind. She gave a quick, subtle look at the gnome's anatomy, intrigued by the assumption they both were visiting the tavern for similar reasons, which gave her some confidence as she went on with talking, her fangs occasionally seen trough her dark lips.<br/><br/><i>"It's my first time here, but I am glad to meet someone of the light nonetheless."</i>She concluded, the confession giving out  chances were she wasn't waiting for other people.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>