"Mm. Les go, then." ------------------------------- [i]The bar that Ardain and Cody had found themselves in was certainly not the Lounge of Blades, owned by the Dojo..[/i] [i]From as soon as they entered, they found themselves in a drunken crowd, surprisingly for being so early. In the middle of the bar was a bloody ring, a sign perched up reading "THE DOJO", whilst two brutish men fought each other. It ended with one bashing in another's head with a hammer, resulting in a cheer from the crowd.[/i] [i]The patrons seemed to recognize Ardain, some bothering to chat and laugh with him. The rest ignored the two men, for the most part, as the armored man led Cody away to a table next to the bar's fireplace, the orange and red flames glistening vibrantly.[/i] "One bottle o' Dornish wine, ma'am," [i]Ardain nodded towards a waitress, whom looked at Cody. Seemed like Ardain's idea of thanking someone was getting wasted. For now.[/i]