<div class="floatleft"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Vesz'tyrr</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/54/Drow_by_Nythande2.jpg)</div></div></div>Vesz allowed himself a few moments' reprieve, relaxing in his empty room upon the dry half of his bed, rolling the gem from one hand to the other, contemplating his last client. He hadn't really had anyone who'd given him such a gift before, and he hated the fact that it would be taken away from him if the guards found it. Sighing quietly, he tucked it beneath his mattress, getting up and heading off to wash up, still glistening with sweat from his recent activity.<br/><br/>He emerged from his room soon, clean and sweet-smelling, wearing clean clothes and feeling rather refreshed. Smirking a bit at his guard, he gave him a mock salute, before striding past him towards the common area, wondering if there was anyone around to talk to. He generally didn't speak to the guards, they were his oppressors, but he did speak to the other elves, finding he needed the company, even if they were more willing slaves than he was.