[color=f9ad81][b][i]Rowan Delacroix[/i][/b][/color]

The demon's harsh words struck the vampire on a more personal level. They triggered a series of unwanted recollections that she preferred to keep buried deep withing her but she had become highly sensitized to all that was occurring around her at the moment. Disregarding her in one smooth motion, the tall figure reverted his attention back to Leval as if her short lecture was of great indifference. [color=f9ad81][i]"Perverse indeed."[/i][/color] Her thoughts were trite as she pulled her hood back over her head. [color=f9ad81][i]"It doesn't require a pure and virtuous soul to show some reverence for the dead. They are a sanctified people, and certainly not a force to be reckoned with."[/i][/color] She closed her eyes while in the shelter of the darkness her cloak cast over her face, and her lips started moving briskly. Unintelligible words were spilling from her mouth causing a menacing aura to cascade around her that wasn't quite visible to the naked eye. A faint streak of gray reached along her loose strands of hair, and she did a quick turn on her heels to flutter her black mantle behind her, flashing the demon another frozen stare and ensuring they both exchanged an unwavering gaze before departing behind Leval.

[color=00FA9A][i]"That creature's name is Zephyr. A demon, and a Druid."[/i][/color] A hushed whisper reverberated through her mind, and the spirit that whispered said information vanished as quickly as it appeared. Rowan blinked a few times, and her hair returned to its original black hue shortly after using that small amount of power. Eventually the vampire matched her steps with the human, walking alongside Leval in silence as they accompanied each other to the dining hall.