Markus sits in the carriage, his axe in one hand his bounty postings in the other.  As he leafs through them he taps his axe on the carriage wall impatiently wanting the ride to be over.  Ever since he was a child he'd disliked small enclosed spaces, and the sooner this trip ended the better it'd be.  The expensive drink taking hold of him, he eyes the 3 women in the car, taking in their beauty trying to see which one would catch his fancy for the evening.  The rabbit girl seemed to be a warrior.  The tiefling had an association with demons and devils, while attractive there might be unforseen consequences with that.  The third woman wore a holy symbol of a goddess of beauty and passion.  She might either be a great lover, or just an appreciatior of beauty either way, she seemed rather frail for his needs.  This left him back at the rabbit-girl.  He smiled at her trying to be charming despite his massive under bite and tusks.