Macario explained to Chester that he was a researcher - a scholar. "So you're a nerd? Neat." Chester said with a chuckle, before frowning again, he really did need that drink. And like the [i]nerd[/i] could have read his thoughts, he suggested to buy him a drink. "Best nerd in town!" He exclaimed chipperly.

Making their way to the Magnet Trail Inn, they sat down at a table, the bar was pretty empty, only a few patrons nerby, one surly man was at the bar, chatting with the innkeeper, a barmaiden came to ask the trio what they wanted to drink. The oak wooden interior was worn down, the floors stained with beer - and blood from last night's brawl, no doubt. Someone had lazily mopped the floors with great haste a few hours earlier, the shoes of the patron dragged in enough mud to dirty the place up, anyway.

"Bottle of grog. The stronger the better." Chester said, as he looked at Lina. "No alcohol for the kid, though. She's drinking apple juice." Chester said - almost paternally, his face stern and stoic.

Then he cracked into a laugh. "Who am I kidding, she'll drink beer." Ignoring any protests Lina might have.

***

Back on the bridge, the already drunk swordsman looked over at his partner. "You want me to go get One-Eye? Screw off Jeko, go get him yourself." Isaac told Jeko, he was in a bad mood, poor spirits after losing a drinking contest for the first time since he was 7 year sold.

And to some kid he had never even heard off, either. Didn't this guy know who he was? He was Isaac Newgate; The Drinking Blade, the man of a hundred livers! How dare he challenge his authority? He was the best at drinking in the whole north blue! Surely, the kid must have cheated.

He couldn't stand for this. It was a matter of pride, and he was gonna have to settle this score sooner or later, but Jeko was right [i]as usual[/i] They would probably need help, considering how easily that guy laid out the Quartz guys - and since he's accompanied by the Scholar.