<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=166077.msg7775346#msg7775346">Quote from: TheRaven on 23-02-2013, 23:01:10</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/LoGsqFw.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Stelian Arescu<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Main Square<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kaname, Open<br/><br/><br/>Stelian wandered through the streets of the town, glancing back to see if Kaname was staying with him, looking for any particularly pale-skinned types who might fit a similar description to him. Of course, vampires wouldn't be out, but he knew that other dhampirs might be more willing to walk in the day. He found himself in the main square. He approached one particularly well-shaded booth and wrote up on his chalkbaord, <em>"Is there a house of fangs nearby?"</em><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The girl sitting at the booth smiled and said something to Stelian, though he couldn't hear what she said.  She looked at the chalkboard for a moment, confused at first, but soon realizing what he meant.  Shrugging, she shook her head and gave him an apologetic smile, though it did seem she knew what he was referring to.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=166077.msg7801438#msg7801438">Quote from: Mysterica on 28-02-2013, 10:53:21</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Verisira took a healthy quaff of her mead when the drinks arrived as listened well to what her drinking companion had to say.  "Well, don't worry too much.  People don't know what they want to see.  And if nothing else, just think about the fact that you will long out live the others and it will help things along.  Either way, my name is Verisira."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Well, thank you, Verisira," she said, smiling a bit.  By now she had downed half her glass, and was noticeably more comfortable.  She continued to make some small talk, chatting about her job as a dancer and the rest of the city, though it was mostly just friendly small talk.  She ordered a few more drinks for herself, and was starting to get a bit tipsy as the two continued to talk.