[i]The knight only looked over silently at the cowboy, before nodding in agreement after he drunk down some of the liquid within the rather large bottle resting between his cold, muscular fingers, a stone ring wrapped around his pointer finger.[/i] [u]"I would not call it a bad one, sir. Just not a desirable one for a knight such as myself. Got into this place with the help of milady Mara over there -"[/u] [i]Olythtan raised a hand to point at Mara, his expression stone cold. He seemed to care for her, yes - but it was far from a romantic manner.[/i] [u]"Good girl, although we have nothing in common. She suggested that we get some drinks and party. I suggested that we train."[/u] [i]The knight took yet another swig, lightly placing the bottle down upon the wooden table.[/i] [u]"What brings you here then, sir? Don't look as if you would wish to be here in the first place."[/u] [i]As for the Remyre, Mara?[/i] [i]She laughed a little, smirking at Treyman before taking a swig from a beer bottle - her fourth beer, to be exact. She seemed like the drinking type.[/i] [u]"Heh. I don't think we've met. O-Or maybe we've met, and I'm too drunk to realize it. What's ya name?"[/u] [i]Mara was far from sober at this point, although she was still having a good time. She was new to the Dojo, and certainly wanted to meet new people - even if she was drunk as all hell.[/i]