[color=bc8dbf][i][b][center]Annabeth Gulch[/center][/b][/i][/color]

[color=bc8dbf]"Let's go, I know a place that has great wine that flows like water in the ocean!"[/color] Annabeth lead Aramir out of the shooting range and towards the lower levels of Underhaven. There was a large crowd already there, but from the sounds of it so was a fight. Peering in Annabeth could see brawlers duking it out against each other, from Djarkel Soldiers wresting each other to the ground to a bunch of orcs beating each other with planks of wood. The bouncer didn't seem too worried however, which meant Annabeth had nothing to worry about. Fighting in underhaven wasn't uncommon, as long as it was sanctioned, no one except the brawlers will get hurt. [color=bc9dbf]"Looks lively in here! Cmon, let's grab a drink before these meat heads run this place dry."[/color]

Annabeth pushed her way through the crowd, making sure Aramir was near by. What with her being so short, it wouldn't' be hard for people to trample over her. Still, with so many people it was going to be inevitable that they would get separated... Unless... [color=bc9dbf]"Aramir hang on tight!"[/color] Annabeth reached over to the snow elf and in one swift action, put Aramir onto Annabeth's shoulders. The little elf didn't weigh more then 90lbs at most, and the weight was distributed evenly across her shoulders. This made them a strange sight for sure, but this way Aramir could see all the action and not have to worry about people stomping all over her.

Making her way towards the bar Annabeth called out for the barkeep. [color=bc9dbf]"Two shots of Aqua Magnus!"[/color] Not a minute later two glowing blue shot cups were slid into Annabeth's hands. Made with 1oz of vodka, 1oz of pineapple juice, and chilled with a frozen sphere of ice known as "True Ice", ice created by a master Crytomancer. The stuff could withstand the Inferno, and Annabeth could feel her fingers freeze up just touching the cup. But the cool taste multiplied the flavor and intensity of the alcohol, to the point that if they didn't hurry it might freeze in the cup. [color=bc9dbf]"Bottom's up!"[/color]


[i][b][center][color=crimson]Lucilia Riovas[/color][/center][/b][/i]

Lucilia stopped in her tracks when she felt Ovak's mental message in her head. Her wards were up, but no one short of Satori could actively resist Ovak's magic. [color=crimson][i]"Ovak you should be in bed! You never told any of us that you'd be in attendance. What would happen if you fall ill here? Or over exert yourself? I do not have your medication on me! I'm having a hard enough time making sure the headmaster is alive and well, please do not make it harder for me."[/i][/color] Despite being the archmage of great power, even Ovak has his weaknesses, and time was everyone's enemy. She could already see many other diplomats staring at Ovak, knowing who he is and the influence he has. And knowing that he could pick up her thoughts easily Lucilia made no efforts not to inform Ovak of her thoughts on the matter. [color=crimson][i]"Besides that, many here know who you are. They will come to you with request and questions, ignoring the rest of us. They'll assume that you'd have an absolute authority over us, and if you comply against our wishes it'll make the college look weak. But if you also do nothing but differ to us they'll think that the Archmage is incapable of making his own judgement. Your presence here tips the careful balance of power, and I do not want anyone to try to take advantage of it!"[/i][/color] 

Despite those thoughts however Lucilia did not approach Ovak any further, merely staying back and watching him. She needed to be careful about who Ovak interacts with; ever since the last assassination attempt on Khan, Lucilia has made sure she is prepared for any and all occurrances. But she did not prepare for Ovak. 

[b][color=92278f]"Uh... Very well. For what reason?"[/color][/b]

Lucilia's mind was snapped back to reality at Grey's statement. Ignoring his fumbling with his axe Lucilia needed to think of a way to keep an eye on Ovak. Digging into her pockets she removed a key and handed it towards Grey. [color=crimson]"I need to speak to the diplomats about business. And I need you you to refrain from raising your voice because I shall be speaking to some who work with are are vampires. I know what you think about them, but I shall deal with them myself. If I want them harmed, I'll be sure to let you know. But before we do that, I need you to return to my room and retrieve a large brown leather bag in my office. Inside you should find many vials and medicinal powders. They're medicine for the headmaster, archmage, and anyone else who may fall ill or wounded."[/color] Moving closer to Grey Lucilia spoke in a lower voice so it could only be heard between the two of them. [color=crimson]"The Archmage is not immortal. Time has made him weak and sickly, and normally he has to rest in his room. I do not know how or why he is here, but if something should happen I want to make sure I'm ready to heal him on a moment's notice. So hurry, find my bag and come back as soon as you can. Let nothing stop you."[/color] Lucilia looked at Grey with a serious face while she handed him her room key. She knows that Grey is suppose to be with her at all times due to the incident with Lyn, but Lucilia can't risk leaving Ovak alone. Besides, Ovak and Uicle were also here to make sure she stayed out of trouble. And to keep trouble away, if it came to that.