*Uzza walks silently his leather outfit along with his cloak was adorned today. Clear sign that he had owed a favor causing for his eyes to go from their usual blue grey coloration to an icy steel. He opens the door to the inferno with a barely audible slam his usual mood turned to an icy anger as he walks into the inferno. the only noticeable sign that the favor had involved killing was a small splatter of blood on his face and a small barely noticeable tear in his glove. He pauses somewhat seeing the commotion a small barely noticeable smirk appears on his face a sign that wrath was still in him as of this moment and that his usual quite self was gone. With a flourish he sits next to the woman being grabbed by the man leaning against the bar arms casually braced behind him. He faces forward but his cloak has parted enough for a gleam to come off of the scythe on his hip. It seems he is playing with them seeing what will happen with the current situation*