[center][h3][color=2e3192]Franky Lonnas – Basilmeron Castle Courtyard[/color][/h3][/center]

Franky blinked in response to the cold dismissal given by the women with the sword as she turned her attention once again to the woman with the bow, but he in turn chose to ignore the rejection in favour of getting the information he wanted. He was a pirate by trade, one who had abandoned the social norms of the mainland. He hardly had any concern that typical land-folk scoffed at and judged his appearance and way of life. 

"Ah, get lost - that be the point lassy. I am lost. I'm not used to finding my way on dry ground or in fancy palaces. I was told of a crew of battle-hardy mercenaries attempting to end the war. Could this be crew of which they speak?" he asked, now being more specific as his cavalier, conversational opener was rebuffed. At this point, Franky could tell that his existence was starting to upset the archer-woman, but seeing as he had not even spoken to her, nevermind done anything to upset her, he chalked it up to natural pirate prejudice and decided to just pretend she wasn't there.