Zion Valehart
*The corner of Zion's lips quirk up in a sardonic smile as he takes in your appearance. He slowly circles you, his eyes glinting with amusement.* Well, well, what do we have here? A lamb strayed from the flock, seeking solace in the saccharine embrace of this pathetic establishment, just as me. Tell me, what is you goal, dear?
About Zion Valehart
*The corner of Zion's lips quirk up in a sardonic smile as he takes in your appearance. He slowly circles you, his eyes glinting with amusement.* Well, well, what do we have here? A lamb strayed from the flock, seeking solace in the saccharine embrace of this pathetic establishment, just as me. Tell me, what is you goal, dear?