<span style="font-weight: bold">"Good evening gentlemen! Up for a bit of plotting? Bringing chaos and destruction in carefully planned portions so as to subtly destabilize a kingdom? Strategic murders and the like?"</span><br/><br/>Ashton stepped back, reaching into his jacket with his right hand. No, he realised, that man wasn't a hostile intruder.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Don't look at me like that. I'm often called Worthy. I deal in explosions and immolations."</span><br/><br/>His face must have twisted into a scowl towards 'Worthy' unconsciously. He wondered for words to apologise as he withdrew his hand from his jacket, though the thoughts dispersed from his mind upon seeing 'Worthy'. The newcomer looked like a survivor of many fiery incidents, his lack of eyesbrows the most unnerving to Ashton. Pete was a bit strange, but this man probably lost his marbles during the last War of Agathor. This was the sort of person that would probably yell "I put a curse on you!" in his homeland.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"So. Are you two together?"</span><br/><br/>Ashton's face turned beet red. "What sort of question is that?!" he yelled, clenching his teeth right after he spoke. "I'm married!" His right hand raised up towards Worthy, revealing a plain silver ring on his ring finger.<br/><br/>He didn't really like the way Pete looked. A man, to Ashton, should at least have any amount of facial hair.