"..." Zach's eyes didn't focus on anything else, he wasn't amused at all for what happened. And to keep the situation a secret, he closed the door shut, forgetting to lock it, but just to seal it from the only witness, Sirius... He stood there, staring down at her. He closed his...

Finishing half of the bottle of red wine, it seemed Zack's eyes has lost its shine, getting dark. He stared down into the wine bottle, moving it towards his mouth, as if he was going to drink anymore of it. After a short pause, glaring at the bottle, he sighed and took out a ring, just like the one...

"The name's... Zach." The man sighed in relief. "Nice to meet you Shianne, and thanks for the towel." Zach put the towel, letting it hang form his neck letting the drops from his hair reach down and get soaked into the cloth. After taking hand of the wine, he slowly opened it...

The man looked up, putting away his ring and spoke to the bartender. "Maybe a towel would work for my cloak, but for me, I'd like to have some red wine, if there is any left." He gave a smile to her, amused of her humor and quickly scanned the tavern once again. He completely took off his...

"Damn this weather." A man with a modest dark brown cloak said waiting just by the door. He also wore a thin but very dirty white tank-top with what looks like a very long knife sticking out from the side of his belt watched the last man who came by. "Hmph...." He didn't move...