Zalabar Stands on the outer edges of the crowd, keeping watch and enjoying the music and trying to not make eye contact, or let anyone look to closely at him. He frowns when the music stops and blinks for the first time in a few minutes. Remember to blink Zalabar, what is wrong with me tonight? I'm getting into the flow of the music to much... He straightens his back and resumes his watch He straightens his hood and cloak and looks to the guards before returning his gaze to the crowd.