Ausk smiled and playfully swats her hand off his head when she scrubbed his head like he was a child and laughed at the antics.<strong>"Ah but you are still too young to even appreciate a fine vintage much less stomach one."</strong>He said with a hearty tone in his voice hinting at the deep joy he had for home soil underneath his feet and a good bosom companion. Smiling at the bard he would then add on a more serious note<strong>"Aye, tis good to be home and even if it has it's problems it's still a welcome sight after that tour of duty. Let's see what mischief we can find this eve! I have a hankering for the good stuff!"</strong>When he stepped on inside he saw the ghastly image of someone brandishing steel over the issues regarding the throne and whom was king.<br/><br/>Tempers were clearly running high when the damn tavern wasn't safe from open bloodshed. Black eyes he could understand and so forth but that is a touch out of line. Thats when the old man mentioned the aforementioned issue with the throne and how this was becoming more and more commonplace. Great, a civil war was looming overhead and no doubt he was going to get involved in the conflicts.<strong>"Bah. Truth be told, all I care for at the moment is a stiff drink and good company with good food."</strong>He said in slight dismissal of what was told. For just one moment he was not wanting to deal with that notion. Moving his way towards a table he would gesture to his beloved drinking companion and minstrel Marienne.<strong>"Aye Mari, they do seem quite on edge don't they? Much as I enjoy a good tale of battles and heroics, this sounds like utter trouble"</strong>