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Weightless and empty, that's what her words amounted to.

"Oh, she's a wonderful lady with a most devilish sense of play about her."

He paused at the door to the bar and opened it for her, pushing her in he followed closely behind. Always keeping a hand on her shoulder.

The place was clear of people considering the time so being noticed was easy; finding a seat was also easy.

Quin would seat himself to where his back was towards a wall and he could watch the entrances. Tellus he would have sit beside him so as not to block his view. He ordered cider for the both of them and he just looked at his companion.

"Tell me what you know of Ra'kar. It has been long since I knew her company."

The cider was provided and Quin made damn sure the bottle staid at their little table. His own glass he drank quickly and promptly refilled, he had a feeling he was going to need to prepare himself for a very difficult conversation a head of him.

Somewhere in between his first and second glass he agreed with her and shifted gears on how he was going to find out information. Before anything of worth could be learned he needed to know the basics and he still didn't know her name.

"So tell me a little about yourself....?"

"Well a name would be nice."

With that he proved he knew nothing of her, further distancing himself the normal folks one would run into. It all made him smile, distinction, it was a feeling he enjoyed.

"But no I'm not your typical person, don't see too many folks out with a limp."

As though it needed further notice he tapped the head of the cane on the table, it was an interesting design. A dark green, near black, stone carved to resemble some sea monster.

"As to why, because it was the right thing to do. You said it yourself, those kids were behaving like brats."

He would find the truth of her name later, there was always someone who could tell him who she truly was. Full name and all. For now Jade would work just perfectly.

"Jade, are you trying to make me feel old?"

While some days he felt positively ancient he knew that every time he looked in a mirror he didn't look past thirty and could swear his age was pegged down between twenty seven or eight.

He kept his voice light and reasonable though, occasionally taking a drink.

"Dastardly thing those heroes are, nearly been killed by a few of them before. Got my limp from one. Poor b*****d though. Heroes have such short life spans if they aren't careful."

It was true after all, it was just a matter of perspective and for now he painted that b*****d as a good guy that had gone and done something stupid.

The first comment was ignored, there was no need to bring further attention to his limp. Even though he intentionally kept his leg in that condition when there were so many healers that could repair it.

"Yes being normal is something to be desired."

Quin had never been normal by society; but a return to his old status quo would be something he'd cherish.

An odd thing puzzled him though because his hand was becoming rather warm as though a pan was heating on a stove; but he dare not suddenly remove his hand from her shoulder, she hadn't drunk enough. It did though remind him of an individual he had encountered once.

"I tried my hand at "heroing" once. Was a most disagreeable situation, almost killed when some devil of flame destroyed a dam."

The web was tighter then he had first thought, or this seemingly naive individual knew far more then what one would expect. This all required thought and it gave him pause.

He never knew the individual's name from the dam; but he had a good mind of all those that were entered into the tournament. Why his mind hadn't connected the two sooner he didn't know, given time he would just put it down on his focus on Ra'kar.

"The tournament yes. It has been quite entertaining to follow the fights."

Of course he didn't know if Ra'kar was even in the tournament, he'd just seen the pictures of a woman that would far too similar to her to not be. Oddly enough she was teamed up with an individual Quin had started to fight at the same tournament where he had met Ra'kar.

Things were very much interconnected and he was only finding out this late into the game.

"Do you have any thoughts as to what team shall win?"

"No, those two aren't on a team."

Only real reason he kept track of teams was because of gambling pools.

"Think it caused a stir among some of the more ardent fans."

Things seemed real tight nit in this group, Quin needed a way in and he had long wonder what was the best way to go about doing so.

"Almost family? You must know him well then."

And there went another glass of cider.