<div class="floatleft">(http://i1234.photobucket.com/albums/ff406/Cal_Eternal_Blade/Characters%20Male/Elves%20Males/tumblr_m9uwmkE5eC1rnroato1_500_zpsc54a817f.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sovelis<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Winterhold: Gates, Frozen Hearth<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Early evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open, Varinka.<br/>Sovelis was smiling as the Bosmer and Briza left the hearth, his crimson eyes glinting with amusement. Oh, he'd settled some of his curiosity, and indeed she was scared of him.<em>They must have sent the Morag Tong after her. She certainly recognized me, at least after a moment.</em>He thought wryly, before the Nord woman at the bar spoke to him, and he turned slowly to look her over at a closer angle. Though as her words registered in his mind he threw his head back laughed. The musical sound causing the room to go quiet.<br/><br/>When he was done, he was shaking his head as he made his way to her side. His eyes running over the drying skin of her shoulders and mostly bare back with more than idle interest<strong>"Rejected? Yes, I believe you're correct."</strong>He told her with that same musical tone of amusement as he took a seat next to her at the bar, bringing his crimson gaze to her eyes.<strong>"I don't see a reason not t accept your offer, so yes I'll take a drink."</strong>He told her, his red eyes focused on hers even as his grin held. He was certain it was a little unnerving, but this Nord had courage, what with engaging an unknown Dunmer in conversation.<br/><br/>He noticed some of the other Nords looking her incredulously, as if she'd grown a second head at her offer to sit with him. If Sovelis wasn't mistaken, she was flirting with him, if only just mildly, and some patrons of the tavern were none to happy about it. He hadn't gotten a good gauge of Nord beauty, but by his own estimates she was quite attractive, if very other. Though, he guessed he was the other in these lands, and he might be here a while, so he might as well get used to the idea.<br/><br/><strong>"The cold doesn't bother you at all, does it?"</strong>He asked her after a few seconds of taking her measure, his gaze sliding over her bare skin which was still glistening in places. Despite his reserve about humans in general he found his mind going over things to do to the wet skin of his woman.<strong>"I'm Sovelis, and I appreciate the vote of confidence."</strong>He finally replied to her statement that he could do better than Briza, even though in their homeland their weren't many better. At least before her exile from Morrwind, their weren't many better.