Ainsley spotted Two ashen haired figures walking through the lounge as he entered. The first one he spotted was a tall, pale, pure blue eyed man wearing what seemed to be leather armour adorned with fur around his neck. He had a spear on his back, the colour of ice and incredibly ornate as its design made it look like a serpent of opening its jaws and the head of the spear protruding from its open fangs. The girl beside him was a whole foot and a bit shorter then him. She wore a more...casual. Outfit. Dark green cargo pants tucked into black snow boots lined with fur or wool. She had on a dark red jacket, and a green toque that sat on the back of her ashen hair, not fully tucked down. “Whoa! We h-haven’t been to this part of the dojo before!” The girl told the taller man. “No, we haven’t. What is this?” “I think it’s a bar?” “It is?!” The man said with surprise, looking down to his companion. “Then you cannot be here. You are too young!” “Cain, relax! There’s no one here accept...that frantic l-looking guy!” The girl said as she pointed to Ainsley.