<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/wiyKLct.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Freya Black<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kayla<br/><hr/><br/>Freya didn't bother reacting to the bartender's scolding. Responding to the patronizing caveman-talk was beneath her. Besides, as ditsy as she was, Ayca was the only bartender on duty at the moment, so she couldn't afford to snap at her if she wanted to make sure her mead was filled to the proper height, "Don't use words you know I don't understand" she casually rebutted when the girl mentioned a 'dispenation' or whatever it was. She may have been uneducated, but she wasn't stupid, it was just easy to be turned around when people started busting out unnecessarily long words. The wild woman smirked, however, when Kayla mentioned stuff like honor and 'doing the right thing', "Might as well be offering air..." she muttered, grin widening, which context aside was surprisingly pretty given how stone faced Freya usually appeared, "though I don't know what you're going on about with the 'doing the right thing' stuff, it's not like anyone's being forced to be here, as far as I know he's not breaking any rules setting up the arena the way he wants. You just want to destroy something because you think it's gross..." she mused with a shrug of her shoulders, making her way back to her seat and taking another gulp of her mead, "No talk in bar. Play song..." she muttered to Ayca.