(( Another to the faceless party. ))<br/>Name: Count Thealon Montes<br/>Race: Human<br/>Class: Warlock<br/>Sex: Male (Straight orientation)<br/><br/>Out of the mass of people came a brightly colored man. His tight, crimson shirt left little to the imagination to the muscle below. A loud guffaw release at the expense of their most peculiar host.<br/><i>Well, while I'm unnoticed here in Dalaran, I believe I'll have some fun.</i>He though with a bright look in his eyes as his gazed lingered on each patron within the room, jealousy becoming prominent as he gazed at the kissing couples. Finally, as he arrived at the corner of the bar, he would have to speak rather loudly for a mug of ale. Upon recieving and paying for such, the man would lean against the bar, lookin out once more, one black-clad leg over the other as he examined the festivities. Lightly, the violet eyes would continue on settling to the female in the corner, the Priestess and the female couple enjoying a hot moment. Silently, he would begin to inspect each woman, yet continued on and sighed as his gaze fell upon the mug, his grin not even attempted to be hidden. He had come here, at personal risk considering what he was, and by the King he was going to get it by the end of the night.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>