North north east

Zevran smiled warmly as Maeve greeted him, he was glad that she had managed to get out of the life, but it wasn't something he ever saw himself doing. Sure things were a bit different now that they'd managed to take down the eighth talon, but there was still so much more to do and the fact that Zevran didn't really know who else to be besides an assassin, it was what he'd been raised for quite literally. 

Well you know, my little group is still bent on making things miserable for the Crows and I've been busy helping the Red Jennies, but other than that life is about as good as it can be for a man like myself. I would love a drink, honestly anything you have is fine, but if you happened to have a nice Antivan Red, I wouldn't object. He said as he looked around and followed her to the bar. He set the gift on top of it. I brought you a little something, one thing I made myself and one thing I picked up in this little fishing village in Rivain.