Hayes sits down happily at a table with his steamed Pig legs. He has no idea that he's about to be blind sided my nobility and the royal family. He takes another sip of his beer right before a carriage pulls up behind him. "There he is, the<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #FFFF00">champion of the Warrens</span></span>." When he hears someone call him by<span style="font-style: italic">that</span>title he cringes and whips around faster then a hawk on it's prey. "Easy Mister Achilles. I'm not here to debate weather or not that should still be a title." Alcuard is even toned and polite, friendly as if talking to a old college he hasn't seen in some time. "Your ladyship I'd like you to meet Sir Achilles while not widely respected as a hero he is, indeed a former member of the Hero's Guild." His eyes shoot to the princess and he offers a half-assed salute to the women crossing his arms over his chest as is the show of respect to the royal family his beer mug sloshing out it's contents as he does. "Disrespectful commoner." Meredith says and goes to pull her sword prompting the young Warren-goer to drop his mug with a wooden thud and go for both his weapons. "Milady you should stop her." Alucard says quickly knowing that the knight won't listen to his word.