<span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">How was he supposed to trust someone who didn't enjoy a fine Mexican beer? It wasn't like Corona was some cheap crap like Budweiser, he was just flat out surprised. <b>"Yes, I like Corona, it is a good beer, it grows on you." </b>He replied back when she was done with her whole spiel. In fact he had focused more on that one moment then the rest of what she had to say, though he didn't miss it either. It was clear to David as he leaned back and drank, the yellow liquid gracing his lips, then tongue as it sent a warming sensation throughout, then down his throat. The effects of alcohol were subtle in the moment, and yet a single beer would help calm him down in the moment. Something struck him in that moment as well, she kept calling him lord, like he was some kind of royalty, and if that were so he wondered just what she would do.<br/>
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When she stood up David knew she meant business, and yet she didn't scare him in the least, the feminine color scheme guaranteed that she would not look threatening in the least, quite the opposite. Still he rose up from where he sat and looked at her, curiosity was biting at him. <b>"Suppose I do go with you to this land of Eldorath, how am I supposed to be of any use? I don't know the first thing about fighting, magic is something people do with cards, mostly just illusions, I highly doubt I would be of any use to you at all. Also stop with this Lord shit already, call me David, anything really, just stop it. Though, you mentioned going back to your way life used to be, and yet my life gets turned upside down? How about if I come with you help me."</b><br/>
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It was worth a shot in the very least. She appeared to have her shit together, which was something he could use in this moment where his life was chaotic hell. For all intents and purposes he had just agreed to go with her, and so he chugged the last of his beer, went over to hers in a quick, swift motion, and chugged it too. He felt he was going to need all the liquid courage he could get. <b>"One more for the trip, then we can go."</b> So David brushed past her, hitting her shoulder roughly as he did so, and walked to the fridge. He doubted she would attack him, though gauging her reaction would be priceless. He grabbed another bottle of Corona, and after that he would follow her wherever she led in order to go to this land she called Eldorath.</span>