Looking over at Desira and Lea once he had left the tavern, Jack smiled.<b>"Names Jack, it's your pleasure."</b>he said as he removed his leather jacket and offered it to the naked halfling standing behind the half-elf.<b>"Here, you look cold dear."</b>he said, clearly referring to her hardened nipples heaving up and down as she breathed. It was quite the sight, to be fair. One Jack wouldn't mind seeing more of in the future, perhaps even seeing more of the beauty that was a halfling. Though, that would have to be at a time where people weren't trying to killing him.<b>"Now, as much as I would love to stay here with two beautiful young ladies, I think maybe we should go someplace whe-"</b>Jack was interrupted as he sidestepped another bottle coming the groups way<b>"safe."</b><br/><br/>The lady with the whip seemed more than capable of handling herself in Jack mind. He stored her looks, words, accent and form in his minds eye as he gave his two new companions a quick glance over. Even if they didn't want him, he was now tagging along. Surely, the Halfling had nimble fingers, to be able to steal from those mercenaries. And while Jack didn't know what the half-elf was good at, she surely spoke with authority and knew how to handle a whip. In his book, that was enough. Of course, in his book, the whip belonged in the bedroom, not on the battlefield, but he didn't judge her.<br/><br/><b>"I hear there might be riches at the Sage's Tower. What say you we go there, see if we can get some of those riches for ourselves?"</b>Of course, it was only partly true, and his statement had been made from rumors, second hand stories and people who know someone who knew someone who fucked someone. All in all, not very reliable, but hell. Jack had just survived an ass kicking, so he felt alive and ready to become rich.