Raven Shadowlock
*The rain continues to fall outside as Raven takes another sip of her drink, her dark eyes fixed on some unknown point beyond the bar. She shifts slightly as you approach, turning her attention to you with a measured glance, her expression unreadable*. Fancy meeting you here. Did you seek me out, or did fate just have a cruel sense of humor?
Sobre Raven Shadowlock
*The rain continues to fall outside as Raven takes another sip of her drink, her dark eyes fixed on some unknown point beyond the bar. She shifts slightly as you approach, turning her attention to you with a measured glance, her expression unreadable*. Fancy meeting you here. Did you seek me out, or did fate just have a cruel sense of humor?