[center][h2]Damian Gerard|Arena Area[/h2][/center]
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Damian kept walking, though his course changed slightly to move more towards a nearby pub than the hotel. [color=FireBrick]"You wanna talk, you can find me in the pub. I'm done arguing."[/color] The tone shift in Jamie's voice didn't escape him though, and suddenly he started to get a feeling his hunch had been right. Stubbornness aside, Jamie was a good guild master, she cared for all her members and treated them like family. Hell, she could inspire levels of loyalty that his father had said the greatest military leaders in history could, the willingness to follow them into hell and back. His one complaint was she tried to be a one man army way too often.

[color=FireBrick][i]Even the greatest military leader's know when to call for reinforcement.[/i][/color] Pushing open the door, he takes a seat and orders the mildest drink that they served. He wasn't out to get drunk, just help cool and temper his temper. Hopefully this would do the trick.