[i]"John, did Jerven ever mention another Remyre at the Dojo?" Treyman asked as he soon stood up, and the Marshal followed suit. Both the last knight of Eleum Loyce and Mara were spotted by Treyman and JT, and since the Cowboy would more than likely get along better with the knight, Treyman patted the cowboy on the shoulder and made way to the Remyre. JT soon walked to the knight Olythran as the brass spurs on his cowboy boots made a light jingling noise run through the air with each of the heavy steps from the Marshal. He soon took a seat beside Olythran and leaned over the counter, grabbing a bottle of whiskey from under the counter before speaking. "Rough day?" Treyman was more on the friendly side than JT was so he took his chances at a conversation with Mara, and as his black shoes hit the floor to carry him over, he put either of his hands into the pockets of his slate grey jacket. With a smile on his face he stopped maybe a meter away from Mara as he grinned, his not so deep yet not squeaky voice and distinct Canadian accent combining with his words. "Either you're a Remyre or naturally stunning," he flirted, though that was just his personality so it was best Mara didn't take anything from it. [/i]