<strong><span class="bbc_u">Abigail</span></strong><br/>Varrik continued to watch the fight as it quickly finished. His eyes opening, he set the eye down on the table. "Well that was interesting. Quite the fighter that one. She did win so don't worry." His eyes turned to her as she stayed in her kneeling position. "That is how they can work, they're are more than one way to use them. That is correct though, in here, only I can see you." He grinned as he looked down on the firbolg. "Tell me something then, why do you hide your real form?" Without even responding to her own question he reached over and took a sip of his own drink.