Shado grins under the cowl of the hood that covers his head and heads from the back of the house. Moments later he returns with two pints of mead. Reaching over he hands one to the woman and returns to the chair he had occupied moments before. Lifting the pint to his lips he takes a hard draw and then lowers it to his knee. Looking over at the woman his eyes still hidden behind the shadows, he judges her for a moment.<br/><br/>"Where are you from?", he asks.