Even in this grand city, the figure striding down the street would be noticible to give the jaded inhabitants pause. Some might gape because of the Huge Solar female who strode behind him, subservient and obviously to most, an undead.  Others might star at the figure himself, or what they could see of him, mostly an eerie purple light that spilled out from the thick fog that cloaked his exact positon. But occasional glimpses of disturbign things could be seen wiht in that fog, things that most people just don't want to see, but can't stop looking at when they do.<br/><br/>This city was not one of Amir's favorite places, but it served well enough as a meeting ground. And despite all of his visibility to the general populace, Amir was careful to keep his actions curtailed, so as to not risk the displeasure of the Lady. He did not how ever trust others to nessecarily do the same, thus he kept his protections woven about himself. It was the careless ones who died the fastest, as the Solar behind him was a reminder of.<br/><br/>So shrouded and guarded, he entered the tavern to seek out the person who had sent him the invitation, the solar moving to simply stand by the door rather than attempt to move her massive frame through the crowd. A tavern on a normal plane might have been to small for her to even fit inside, but here that woudl simply be eliminating potential customers. A some what nervous and young looking elven woman stood before him, also looking about the tavern. Perhaps she too was invited, even if her demeanor did not strike him as very adventurous. but appearance was not alwasy everything.<br/><br/>Azure blue eyes were briefly revealed by that concealing mist as he took advantage of the proffered glimpse of white-clad form, before he returned to looking for the being who had sent that straightforward invitation.