Drink to That

Zariah used to drink quite regularly back in Northaven. A glass or two of red wine each night to unwind - and when Neron was around it regularly turned into a full bottle. But since coming to Caido, she hadn't had a drop. Not that there hadn't been times when she wanted a drink, but she simply hadn't pursued it. But in the wake of her successful take over, she decided she deserved at least one. So she went to the Rathskellar, knowing Edrei would be there. She entered quietly, unassuming under the hood of a dark cloak, near the time when the bar usually closed. The click of her heel might be the only thing that would give her away to Edrei as she crossed the room and sat at the corner of the empty bar. "A glass of your best red wine, if you would." she said in a low tone, a smirk pulling on her lips. Zariah I won't be held down by who I used to be