the bartender nodded and served Vyre her drink and snack without comment and moved on to serve another customer. the bar seemed rather subdued and her Elven ears would pick out conversations about the murders coming from around the room with suspicions flying about a shadow priestess because of the state of the victims. as for anyone that might draw Vyre's attention no one was apparent until a Dranei woman walked in wearing a light grey robe against purpleish, blue skin and she had large curled horns. she was holding a silver staff with a swirling orb that the tob that alternated between glowing and absorbing the light around it, a dark purple core visible in either state. she walked up the bar and ordered a glass of wine before leaning her staff against the bar and sat in a stool, leaning on the bar and looking at the mirror behind it but not at herself from the angle she was looking.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>