Merelus sat in the rafters, watching the everything beneath him. He watched the women dancing and walking about of course. He enjoyed the sight of beautiful ladies, in various states of undress. But he also watched the men. Eladrin dealt with this kind of thing differently. Seeing the obvious hunger in their eyes and stares. Some got longer looks then others, but mostly he was constantly moving on. Whatever he was looking for he didn't find.<br/><br/>"Good crowd today."<br/><br/>The Eldarin was nigh invisible. Clad in dark black, silver hair tucked under a hood. He was a thief, after all. He looked the part, but it was hot. He didn't mind though. Being hot was a new experience for him. The only thing one would see is his eyes, blue orbs, shining.<br/><br/>"Bored."<br/><br/>Tucking his legs into the rafter, he flipped over the edge, holding on like a bat to the rafter. He was face to face with Lerissa, who was his new... favorite. He supposed. He'd never heard of a tiefling, and she was quite beautiful. More then that, she wasn't boring.<br/><br/>"Evening."<br/><br/>The Eldarin's upside down face smiled at Lerissa.