<strong>Name: Berenger Zharkov<br/><br/>Location: Gehenna Bar<br/><br/>Tagging: Charol Neathawk</strong><br/><br/>Berenger stood up from his booth, his men had exited the men's bathroom after punishing the Orc for his mistakes, he directed his men to sit at the booth while he got drinks, despite being henchmen Berenger hated them waiting on him hand and foot. Gehenna was not particularly busy tonight, even if it was under the radar, the place still had a good number of patrons on the weekend, no patrons means shit business for Berenger's girls and guys for that matter. Speaking of which, Berenger caught sight of one of his workers, she was fresh, innocent and only 18, an elf girl who needed the money for education but she still had to learn some rules. One rule that was broken was the fact that her boyfriend often lingered around her, and tonight he was arguing with her, it was bad for business and the boss would not let it stand.<br/><br/>Without warning Berenger grasped the elf girls neck with his large hand, pulling her gently backwards and whispering into her ear, she was shaken by the sudden touch and she new it was Berenger just from his presence.<br/><br/>"If I have to tell you once more about your<em>ami</em>here, then I'll be your first customer and I won't make it gentle for you." He pushed her away and into a group of young men, eager to talk to her, Berenger continued to the bar and slammed a five on the surface.<br/>"Rum, spiced and on the rocks." the barman acknowledged the order and set about making it up.<br/><br/>As Berenger waited for his drink his eyes caught sight of a patron, making her way to the bar as well, he was sure he had never seen her before but something in the back of his head screamed about her familiarity. Brunette, tall and in perfect shape, her face without blemish nor scar, she was the most good looking out of everybody in Gehenna, even if she was only just a human. Now Berenger made it a personal rule of his never to hit on a woman when overseeing his girls at work, but this woman's presence gave him reason to break the rules for one night. Grabbing his drink from the barman he turned to face the approaching Brunette, his eyes upon hers and strangely not scanning her body. As she reached the bar Berenger moved closer.<br/><br/>"Monsieur another rum for my young friend here..." the barman handed Berenger a second drink and he passed it to the mysterious woman, "So tell me<em>madame</em>, why do I find your face familiar..."<br/>