<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Ursula listened to the Drow's words and almost laughed out loud when she heard him say that she could be of some use to 'him'. Her hand moved to the dolls chin and she lifted it gently. "Go and fetch yourself a drink my dear. Remember what I told you, and be polite." The woman nodded and stood with a slight smile before backing away and then disappearing into the crowd. Her form and attention then shifted back to the man beside her. She knew a little of the drow and knew that he would not be intimidated, so she went with honesty.</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">"You are correct in your assessment of me. I am not alive, in the heart beating sense of the word. I am a vampire...blood drinker" she added the last part in case he did not know the word. The smile still pulled at the corner of her lips and her hands gently folded in her lap. </span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">"As far as 'using' me..." she said it as if the word was dirty. "I am not one to be used, but one that uses, and this get together is not about profit my dear shadow stealer. It is about fun." Her tongue slipped out over her lips wetting them in the soft candle light. "I cannot speak of profit, but I will tell you my name should you wish it so." The red ring around her eyes twitched and almost looked as if it spun, a trick of the candles perhaps.</span>