Kalan waited patiently for the arrival of the Prince, he had managed to gain a hold over his nausea but he knew he wasn't operating anywhere near his peak. He had picked his position carefully, isolation for an intimidation factor and to mitigate his nausea and in the corner to allow him to survey the whole bar at once. His strategy had worked so far, pretty much everyone had backed off allowing him to access his situation with ease. And while he had noticed a few interesting individuals, none of them seemed to bear any connection to the Prince. 

For a moment, he thought it had been some sort of set up to take him back to the Fortress when out of the blue a cloaked woman approached him. He watched her slowly slink closer to him while he remained still observing when she stopped and stared at least a meter away from him. Kalan remained confused by her pause, ''No, she isn't from Donovan,'' he thought, ''So why, why approach someone so obviously avoiding attention?''. He tried to get a better view of her but her purple hood and the shadows around her obscured her features too much. It was then she spoke, as her words flowed over him he felt the faint stirring of unnatural sympathy in his heart. His initial instinct was to scare her off and continue his wait, but now intrigue and interest swept away his apprehension. He tried to focus and block out the unnatural stirrings but he found himself sarcastically answering before he could get a hold of himself, 

''Asking a Grey Elf a question? Brave, stupid and could probably get you arrested'' he managed to stop himself speaking before he could give away anything. He sighed realizing he was probably dealing with some sort of Elf, he knew he needed to gain some sort of upper hand before he was putty in her hands and decided after a careful pause to continue speaking, this time responding in a colder manner,

''But perhaps you would indulge me, what kind of information would you desire, you seem new,'' he leaned forward drawing back his hood and letting his face and armor be seen, he needed to seem undaunted by her but he knew in this weakened state he was going to have a hard time resisting her. Kalan tried to steel his mind in order to prepare himself for the next psychic onslaught but he wondered just how much of an effect it would actually have.