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With this power that he had recently open from with in him, by breaking a relock with it. Fox did no ant to be her , he had found a new hunger with in him and he was going to fill it with people, and who knew get his town back in the proses if he wished. with this chose made he simply turned from the people that where in this place and started walking out heading to god knows where for some food.

Ontaros stumbles into the bar and looks around very thankfully. He catches himself on a chair near by, as well as catches his breath. Where in the nine gates had he gotten himself lost in.... His eyes slowly rise and he catches sight of the bar, his mouth begins to water and he immediately makes his way to the bar. "FINALLY, A DRINK!" he all but swan dives over the counter to get back to the elven wine, he didnt even bother with a cup he simply popped the top and thoroughly enjoyed his first drink in a very long time.

OOC: <.< Yes, it has been a while, for arguments sake I'm just going to say he got himself dimentionally lost and he finally made it back lol

Crimson eye glowed from the rafters as Fox looked down in tot eh room. He still was like a light bulb of power not yet being able to compress it in to his body. He said nothing to anyone right now. He was more in to people watching right now.

Smiling brightly, she bobbed her head, greeting him in return. "Aye." she said simply, taking a few steps closer. "I am pleased to see you also, things have been rather quiet here. Have you been well? Were you adventuring? Or lost perhaps?" she asked with a bit of a giggle, teasing with the last bit.

Fox was watching this happen almost like a berd of pray. His claws taped ageist the beam he was siting on and his eyes seemed to narrow slightly. and there was a soft sigh.

A gust of wind opens the door. White rose peddles blow in through the door, dancing within the wind. A man entered the room. He was familiar to some, a Brother to some, a witty wordsman to others, A Drow prince from the Underdark to most. Long white hair traveled down the side of his face, framing it. Pointy elven ears, protruded through. This lone drow had finally returned to RDS, a new life. He walks to the bar, noticing some others though he wished not to interrupt. Grabbing a cup, he filled himself a glass full of water, for it was the only liquid which did not poison a warriors body.

Ontaros showed only the slightest of signs of having heard Fox in the rafters. He watched Ziven and listened intently, having seen her smile upward he knew that there should be no reason to worry, however there wasnt, at the present, much reason to look upward either. He was doing fine after having drank the wine, but.... his stomache started to complain as soon as she mentioned food. His hand covers his stomache and his smile takes a bit of a crooked way to it. "Well I suppose I could use a bite to eat... And I certainly wouldnt mind telling my story, so long as you wouldnt mind listening." His smile rights itself as he takes a seat and relaxes.