Neron
Neron is often told to surprise his patrons, and experience has left him with a few tricks up his sleeve for such occasions. And so, straightening up and regarding the woman before him with a slanted smirk, he tilts his head at her, taking his time with his appraisal. "Alright," he purrs, before turning his back and grabbing a few of the bottles from the shelf and starting to make her drink.
What arrives is what looks like a mug of mulled wine, steaming and warm, but with a scent of aniseed about it. It probably used to be mulled wine, but whatever Neron has done to it has made it more than. "That should warm the chill from your bones," he says, nodding to the drink. "Are you new to Halo?"
What arrives is what looks like a mug of mulled wine, steaming and warm, but with a scent of aniseed about it. It probably used to be mulled wine, but whatever Neron has done to it has made it more than. "That should warm the chill from your bones," he says, nodding to the drink. "Are you new to Halo?"
i am mine
before i am ever anyone else’s
before i am ever anyone else’s
