With Sigmund gone, Marks strolls to bar to fetch a clean mug and the approaches the barrel of spirits. Dipping it into the barrel, he makes his over to where Magna is and sets the mug on one of the few remaining tables. He releases the clasps on his helmet and removes it, breathing a sigh of relief.<strong>"It will be nice to to enjoy a drink without having to wear this blasted helmet for once."</strong>The bounty hunter huffed giant, placing his wolf helmet on the table. Snatching up the mug, he takes a deep swig of spirits, before looking up towards Magna.<strong>"I'm not sure if my looks were exactly what you were expecting Magna, but this is who I am."</strong>Marks shrugs slightly, giving her grin.