Zakkarius arrived at the inn next to the Greyfang Enclave at the appointed time.

The Demon Hunter wasn't armored in full regalia, but he did have his warglaives with him - not wanting to be caught unprepared in case there was another attack. His ever present blindfold was wrapped around his head, keeping the majority of his wild tumble of black hair from his face.

The night elf stalked into the inn, ignoring any stares as his horned head cocked slowly this way and that as if searching. Though not armored, he was still imposing; wearing comfortable leathers fit for travel or combat. The combination of vest and harness showed off the lean hard muscle and the expanse of vibrant swirling tattoos.

Ah, there she was. Toni was tucked away in a shadowed corner, leaning against the wall she was sitting next to. Wary, in case her twin sister was nearby, Zakkarius made his way over to the small warlock. Her magics were greatly subdued, which was better for her delicate human form. But the Demon Hunter was still very concerned nonetheless.

Lowering himself to perch on a stool next to her chair, Zakk leaned forward with his elbows on his knees. His blindfolded face was 'looking' straight at her intently, while he worked on getting an idea of her wellbeing.

"Toni." He stated simply, gruff voice soft. "I am here as promised."