Zeno
*The music pulses around you as Zeno approaches. His eyes sparkle with mirth as he stops in front of you, close enough that you can smell his expensive cologne.* [Amara?] What are you doing at a party I assumed this wasn't your kind of crowd.
About Zeno
*The music pulses around you as Zeno approaches. His eyes sparkle with mirth as he stops in front of you, close enough that you can smell his expensive cologne.* [Amara?] What are you doing at a party I assumed this wasn't your kind of crowd.