<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/imagesqtbnANd9GcTHq2nZ0e5GFwFvau4YvMh6ayAGPBsjKwC5cV3RqPAXCqfGywfVtg.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Renair Malcovian (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132613.msg5898525#msg5898525)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Murphy’s Tavern/Main Dining Room<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Day 1, evening<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Elise, Aryanna, & William<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Hearing the murmured statement brings Renair’s eyes back to the attractive younger vampire and returns the smile to his face. He watches with mild amusement the exchange between the vampire and little hybrid waitress only glancing towards the two witches when the male is mentioned and a message is given to take back to him. His attention is spilt between the vampire and the waitress for two very different reasons. The vampire is simply attractive and could be quite fun to spend with possibly making one of his followers while the hybrid has so much potential that if guided properly could benefit him greatly and it would be so much fun to guide her.<br/><br/>When the lady vampire is suddenly behind him and placing her hands on his shoulders Renair lets his eyes close as he enjoys her touch. Her words whispered close to his ear causes his smile to become more pronounced and the kiss placed on his cheek brings a low moan from his lips. As she moves away his eyes reopen and are laden with lust as he watches move up to the bar. He is clearly pleased at the show she is obviously putting on just for his benefit. He is definitely pleasantly surprised at the delights this small out of the way town has to offer.<br/><br/>When the waitress makes her way to his table it takes Renair a moment to pull his eyes away from the lace covered vampire. He smiles at the young hybrid his eyes actually sparkling in delight. He doubts she even realizes what connotations her words about taking care of him have. ”Aryanna, what a delightful prospect. I do like the idea of you taking care me tonight.” He ignores the menu left on the table and as she goes on about her business as a waitress his eyes return to the vampire and low growl rumbles from his throat barely audible. He is mildly surprised had how quickly she returns with his water and asks if he is ready to order. His eyes returns to her with the same smile on his face as before. ”I’ll just have a blood wine, thank you.”<br/><br/>As another vampire enters and approaches the counter Renair feels the need to study this new arrival. His smile fades a bit as he takes in the other man’s appearance. His manner of dress does not suggest anything but his stance and the way he moves does concern Renair. The other vampire fairly old and carries himself like a man trained as a knight. The ingrained honor of a knight is rarely something that goes away even centuries after he should have died. This makes the other vampire a possible threat and somebody Renair will have to be wary of as knights always need a lord or lady serve, something Renair will never do. Oh he can appear to play by the rules, but will never actually serve anybody but himself.<br/><br/>Then the TV news broadcast catches Renair’s attention. He does not look at the television but does listen as his eyes shift from assumed former knight back to the sexy lady vampire. His smile does take on an appearance of some private little pleasure. He is certain that this Lindon Farm is where he had feasted the night before. How many murders are likely to happen on farms in a day around a small town like this one?