A Chance Meeting

[fightingblind]

*is scouting, of sorts, the basement of the Mansion, where he and Jarl have found rooms, less for a friendly reason and more to size-up the potiental dangers of his closest neighbors*

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[grayserpent]

*is doing a form of scouting almost too laid back to be called such -- more a leisurely yet alert walk through the basement, because the dank and the dark is so much like home*

*will probably notice Zak, and be aware that he has probably noticed her in turn. Stops, waiting to see whom she has met*

[fightingblind]

*stops as well, studying her, and trying to place her race - she looks human, though an odd one at that; he would think her even odder if he could see color, but for the moment he sees her in infared*

*calmly, but carefully* Greetings.

[grayserpent]

*peers at him curiously, of course lacking his infravision but still able to see quite nicely in the dark*

And greetings to you. I haven't seen anyone down here before.

[fightingblind]

I have not been in this place long, admittedly. *wonders if she's claimed the basement as her own*