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<br/>​</div>Marek managed to make fast friends with the two Ravagers, though Layla resisted most of his attempts to play unless he hardened his skin and got to wrestle with him. Nalla was much more friendly overall, and Elri let him pet her sometimes. He'd never been around big cats like that, and they were so different from horses. Everyone had horses.<br/><br/>Sybille and Shadow both seemed to have something to say about his teasing, and he shook his head at Sybille's question.<b>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">Maybe certain monks or priests, but not the order I belonged to. I simply never had much experience with females since I never wanted anyone to know my true nature."</span></b>he said quietly, thinking perhaps this road he had started down was simpyl not going to be worth it.<br/><br/>As Marek was then put in his place by Shadow over his teasing, the two Shadowfang tenses and had a rather pointed exchange with a wolf. It was easy to tell he had once been Shadowfang as well, so Marek just stayed out of it, though Elri and Shadow soon left, unable to stomach the company of the man. That left him along with Marek and Sybille.<br/><br/>The females played an entirely different game than he would have, and Sybille humiliated the wolf in front of the bar. Raven fled, spitting curses, leaving Marek and Sybille in a rowdy bar as drinks were passed around. Marek did drink a little, but not much, preferring instead to leave his wits about him. Now that he knew there was an enemy close by he'd rather not be caught unawares. So he nursed his drink but ate a hearty meal, and waited for a time when he could bathe and then get some sleep.