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</div><br/><br/>Daxton was walking down the path wearing his usual attire brown long sleeve coat dark blue pants brown belt buckle over the shoulder strap. He didn't have his weapons because he figured why bring them along when there were trees for miles of course a lot of them with no leaves on them must be that kind of season he guessed. He walked into town a few more miles down he came upon a weathered wooden building that said the smiling fool some play on words that is one must be a fool to smile in a place like this with a name like that. Maybe he won't smile then once he goes inside maybe he'll just frown at everybody or make an angry face that tells people to fuck off.<br/><br/>The sky was full of clouds and the trees were full of black crows that only squawked and looked around cocking there heads left and right after walking inside the sound of the door creaking open a bit the first thing Daxton noticed was the barrels then the fire they had going, it was cold out so this place was perfect for warming up. Daxton walked up to the bar right around the time Shyrden ignored the man entirely. He took a gander at her first just so he knew who he was talking too one never knew if he was talking to another human or something else entirely. "Hey I'd like margarita please." Daxton said to the barmaid.