Ajax ignored the catcalls as he picked a bottle of wine from the cart - any woman earning that sort of attention wasn't worth his time. Directing the monk to his home, he started walking ahead with Davor. "My name is Ajax, and I'm here on business. Very newly set up, but comfortably so. I haven't been to the Devil Ray yet myself, so this should be interesting". Ajax smiled before buttoning up his shirt and walking alongside Davor, heading towards the Devil Ray. He carried his large sword on his back, loosely bound, and his walk had the practiced and measured gait of a trained warrior. He kept his eyes on the road ahead of him, and his manor gave the impression that there was something not quite right about him. While still attractive and assertive, there was something not quite right about him.