Magus-Zeal

“And with but a wave of her hand Fel sent the Tsoo sorcerer flying up into the air before getting him stuck in the rafters. All the while crying out to his mother about how he'll never be a bad boy again.” Griff's soft laughter was soon echoing with Brad's as the two of them sat in the confines of a small booth. Their laughter ceasing only as long as it takes for the pair to drink. “So that's how the two of you meet huh?” Sitting in the dark corner of their booth few people would recognize Brad Peter's smiling face even without his Titanium Falcon attire. Nodding his head Griff let himself enjoy the moment a bit longer.