Out of the darkness appeared a man in a leather outfit which was proving he was a noble. All those who were not around for the three last centuries could not remember the tribal marks of the house of Von Yorjeff. With a soft and silent walking Naitbas knocked on the metal door and suddenly a slit of metal opened with two yellow glaring at him."Who's there?"

Naitbas did not replied and only hold to the glare quite easily in fact, thanks to his vampiric hypnotic powers. The doormen opened and let the tiefling vampire enter the place. He looked at the place. Shadowy, creepy, the way he like it. A strange song was made by a group of minstrel on the stage. His senses on alert as he felt a bit of blood around but being so old, the vampire could easily retain his excitement.

He sat down on a cushion and took a look at the people around. Assassins, lower vampires, perhaps even lycans and death-touched were in this place. Those we're the only kind that were hanging in this pub. Rarely he had seen demon infused, those ones he was curious about them. But before his hibernation they were rare and almost slain at sights or doubts, which was playing in the end of the Von Yorjeff.

They were too much going out showing their links with demons, and so they were thinking that they could over-rule everybody like that. Meanwhile, before he could see the mayor, he would enjoy a bit of this place. Perhaps even get a beautiful prey or two even, for his brother.

He enjoyed the pleasure of the flesh and then enjoyed the one of the blood. Making some of the women his acolytes. He had no problem with his vampiric charms before but he would need to see if he still have it. Perhaps the next woman passing this door would have the privilege of passing the night in his company.

Everyone had the tendency to watch the door in the Dancer's Nest, but as she had been there before, AD decided to skip it entirely. Out of the shadows themselves she walked, as if they were endless dark pathways that took her any place she wished on a whim, and for her they were just that. The dark shadows seemed to cling to her as she stepped away from them, reluctant to let her leave them. She had opted for an outfit a little out of her normal tastes. Something she had 'borrowed' during her little venture into the drow cities. It was black spider silk, very simple. It covered her neck and front completely, but opened up in the back, creating a v starting at her lower back and wrapping around her form to the front of her shoulders. Her arms were left bare and a pure black flame tattoo on her spine almost seemed part of the outfit against her naturally tan skin. The skirt fell short of the floor, leaving about two inches so it didn't drag and left room for her feet. Her braids had all been redone so that they would not end up like dreadlocks and they were tied back with a wide black ribbon. Soft black boots could be seen on her feet as she walked. She had a black silken belt on about her waist, the only interruption in the smooth flow of the fabric. On her right hip rested a simple pouch, the reason for the belt. The only bit of color came from a silver chain about her neck with a ring strung on it and a bit of silver from a bracelet on her right wrist that held a dark stone in it. She wore no armor and had no weapon at her side.

Emerald eyes flickered over the place as she came to a stop not far from where Naitbas sat. She saw none of the people she had met on her first venture to this place. The girl who had said she was going to be AD’s big sister had not even bid AD fair well when she had left the last time and Manic was nowhere to be seen. She did need to see if that one knew anything else about were their little friend had vanished to. She was reluctant to send word to him when she had no other news then the fact that the Gods and Goddesses of Imythess were now powerless and mortal once more. That didn’t do any good when you didn’t know what had really happened to all of them… She sighed in minor annoyance. She had come here to relax, not think about that.

The vampire was enjoying the music and the ambiance of the place. This was smooth, dark, appealing, everything that Naitbas was and liked. A sly grin on his face he kept his crimson eyes traveled the room once more until they stopped on something highly interesting.

The shadows revealing to him, a woman like he had ever been waiting for. A dark pearl in the middle of this Ocean of darkness. This mysterious appearance felt like this magnificent stranger had been set up there until he arrives. Keeping his smiles on, but with a sparkle of interest in his eyes, he stood up and walked towards her.

Once near, he gallantly bowed to her and then spoke with his soothing voice."My, i was not expecting to see someone as beautiful tonight, to be so elegant, Surely you must have a gentleman keeping you good company, am i right?"The tielfing hoped he was wrong, so he could enjoy of a beautiful woman.

Not that his former conquests were not beautiful, they were simply lacking something that this mysterious lady. He did not even felt like feeding on her. Oh well, if everything turned out right he would have to tell Gavriel that he would get someone later on.

She was just about ready to walk over to the bar and start herself off with something to drink. It was a sad thing that she didn't visit this place more often. It had such a wonderful quality to it. All of Balefire did. In fact... if it was in her power to prevent them... she gave herself a mental shake. No. She was not going to think about that right now. She was not going to think about any of them and none of that mess. Tonight was her night, just for herself.

A surprising movement in the corner of her eye drew her attention to a gentleman who had approached her. Well... it had to be a gentleman, as he bowed and spoke so graciously. She blinked in surprise at this and the split second before he spoke, she was about to tell him that she didn't like to be bowed to and that she didn't want to be treated like a noble or something... but the thought vanished when he spoke. She was at a loss for words. A blush colored her cheeks at the complement and to his question she gave a slight shake of her head.

She lived with demons in a guild hall... and most were too wrapped up in other things to bother being polite beyond a facade, which she despised, or they were simply being nice to her to get something out of it. They probably did it most likely because she out ranked them. She also had enough trouble with people wanting to help her. And what about this man? Most people she had met here were fairly nice people and she knew Lynthaer and Dalhar had first crossed paths here. Darn it! There she was thinking about others again! She purposefully shoved those thoughts away again.

She turned to face the stranger and gave a graceful dip that may or may not have been a curtsy. "I'm actually taking this night for myself, away from the complications of everything else." she replied with a true, though only slight, smile and a slight wave of her had, as if she was dismising something or someone.

The vampire smiled at her as the lady admitted she was alone. It was perfectly destined."Well, then, let me the honor to make this night enjoyable."He invited the woman to the bar also. After all, a real gentleman would get something to drink for his "guest". And with the money the Von Yorjeff has in their bank, a few drink would be far to ruin them.

"The name is Naitbas Von Yorjeff, as so you don't call me mister and such."This magnificent lady had to be noble by her looking, if she was not, the tiefling would spoke on a more familiar tone. It would be easy for him, and put the situation more comfortable. Back in the day, Naitbas was considered as someone who was too ahead for his century about ethic and such.

"May i have the pleasure to hear your name of someone such as beautiful as you?"There were not a lot of houses in Balefire anymore or most are too small to even have influence, so he was guessing with the looked she has, but for the tanned skin. Perhaps she had the money to travel and this was a clear proof she was not a vampire. Too bad, the noble vampire would have loved to enjoy an eternal company to someone as good looking.

Naitbas Von Yorjeff? What an interesting name. She felt as if she should know it, but it was not coming to mind. She wondered if she should use his full name as he gave it to her or if she could shorten it. AD followed him to the bar and felt herself blushing again when he asked her name. This was something she wasn't sure how to handle and she started to feel very self conscious of herself.

She felt that he was not mockingly being polite, but it seemed so out of place here. She was still smiling though and she said her name, the rest of what she had been planning to say escaping her completely. "I'm Aether Draka." She doubted he would know her name at all. Draka Keep, where she had been born, was in a completely different world then Imythess... and she was glad it was. She didn't want to deal with that mess again.

She jumped as someone came up behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Is this one bothering you sis?" She looked over her shoulder to see the woman she had met the first time she came here. She had said she was going to play AD's big sister, whatever that meant. It seemed she still intended to play the part. The woman was a forest elf with skin darker tan then AD's and long copper hair done up in a lovely plait. She was dressed in a simple dress of deep grays and greens, done over with intricate stitch work and tiny beads that hinted at stars or perhaps fireflies…