Trade'n'Drunk-VIP Lounge Jerard Voncloud - Security Director
Trudging into the Trade n Drunk, Voncloud cricks his neck before going to the bar still in his flight suit, though over the top he wore a sheepskin duster coat. Even now people would notice the fact he wasn't human but it didn't bother him in the slightest. Ordering himself a nice cold bottle of Cider before walking up towards the VIP lounge, nodding to bob the bouncer as he heads in.
It hadn't occurred to him there would at least be one person on the board who hadn't met him in person, it made him grin inwardly to see the reaction to the fact he was a walking talking fox. He approaches the table a thick Bretonian esc accent.