<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://s14.postimg.org/hat12awyp/f1d465336412b3bed6ab8a27df0a6b45.jpg)</div>Gil<br/><br/>Location: Thorn & Talon: 'The Chapel'<br/>Tagging: Vulra, Triss, Open<br/>Notes:<br/><hr/><br/>Gil watched as the Queen and her right hand left, wondering once again why they couldn't have simply waited till the morn. He was roused by Triss' comment about passing for the undead. He snorted in mirth.<br/><br/>"Ain't no amount of grog gonna make me pass fer the dead, and if yer don't believe me, yer welcome to try an' prove me wrong. I reckon a few zombies'd really sell the 'ole Necromancer act."<br/><br/>Now that the girls had taken a glance over the Dossier on the necromancer, Gilead took a moment to gather it up, tucking it in his hand. He'd read it over soon enough. Probably once everyone else was good and sloshed. Perhaps he'd have managed to drown at least some of his demons by then. He found himself impressed, as first, Triss, then Vulra pulled off their transformations.<br/><br/>"Now there's a neat trick." he remarked with a low whistle, as the human became something else entirely. Still, the night wasn't getting any younger, and Gil was hankering to get back to the celebrations that had been so irritatingly interrupted. He stood to leave.<br/><br/>"I"ll be damned if I'm gonna sit in here all night. Anyone wants to join me, I don't reckon I'll be to hard to find"<br/><br/>Making for the door to the courtyard, he stepped around the women as they flirted, Vulra wasting little time in turning the tables on the tiefling, it seemed."Amen to that." he muttered at her words of wisdom, pushing his way out through the heavy door in the courtyard to rejoin the party.<br/><br/><br/>