Quick, darting motions from the Chosen as he glanced about the room keeping track of the many powerful and dangerous patrons of Graendal's party. A slight twitch of his lip.
His eyes fell upon the little redhead. So that was the girl that Lanfear was talking about. She was... smaller than he was expecting, barely older than a child. How odd. Dealing with the girl was, thankfully, not his concern.
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Date: 2006-07-24 09:29 pm (UTC)His eyes fell upon the little redhead. So that was the girl that Lanfear was talking about. She was... smaller than he was expecting, barely older than a child. How odd. Dealing with the girl was, thankfully, not his concern.
A small, polite nod to her.