"Well Ms. Drayven the vampire, its concievable that the one who killed your family and condemned you to eternal night sent me here, but I sincerely doubt it. The Man that told me of this place was just that a regular man. Though my sincere sympathies go out to you over what has happened". He watched her watching the crowd, though he hated dying, if she moved to attack a regular man in the crowd he had to stop her somehow. She was drunk, her current lack of controle wasnt her fault and he would hate to see such a beauty make a mistake that couldnt be fixed. At least if He died he would just wake up again fine tomorrow. "If it would please you to know what I am then listen, but also indulge me in not drinking anymore for a little. I an Adrastos of Greece former priest of the King of Gods Zeus. I was unfortunately used as a pawn by his children in a plot to enrage their father, it succeeded causing him to become enraged and punish me with eternal life. I am a normal man, I live but dont age ,I breath, I bleed but I can still die. Unfortunately I cant stay dead, i always wake with the sun the next day good as new. Cursed to watch friends and loved ones grow old and die forever. Hence why I came here, to meet people who wont die from old age, to find a sense of kinship once more. That Drayven is what I am and why Im here, does this satisfy you?" The story brought a look of pain from past memories, though Adrastos quickly drowned his pain with another quick shot before looking at the dance floor and looking back to Drayven "care to dance?"