[b]Sable Rhodroth - [color=red]WRETCHED ONE[/color][/b]

He had plopped down and crossed his legs a long time ago, his hand turned in weird form as he rested it on his knee. He was so tired from last night and his head still banged with the thrums of ale he drunk. It had took so much more for him to get drunk than most people, his body usually burned the alcohol off before it had any effect on him. 

Marduk's overwhelming presence raised among anyone elses, the shock blowing his black hair. The frown on his lip pulled into a snarl, as unaware as a giant might be to a ant, that was how Marduk viewed most people. It made him feel oddly agitated and antsy at the same time, perhaps even more so than with Sairis. Standing up amongst the rowdy crowd, he exploded with a furious roar just as the Cobra came in. 

Flames ruptured over him, growling with a crackle in its echo. His mane of black hair billowed with the rising heat while a crimson magic circled glowed underneath his feet. He stomped harshly on the ground to get the Guild's attention. With a dangerous grin on his face, his flamse circled around him before two streams spread out towards two tables, both had people sitting at them. The flames changed its solidity and gripped the edges of long tables before swinging them towards Marduk. 

"Yo, Mardick!" he yelled. "How the hell did your hundred year mission go?! I've been training too and today's the day I finally whip ya!"