When their leader decided to move out, the two swashbucklers fell in behind her. The three of them walked in silence for a while and as they did, the image of a businesswoman flanked by bodyguards in black suits and shades flashed into his mind; he tried valiantly not to laugh, but a giggle broke through regardless. Considering how the Lotus Warriors were all about approachability and altruism, they might want to reconsider their style. The three of them paused outside the local tavern, sizing the place up. Ragnar caught a hint of worry in Chiharu's posture, perhaps over what manner of clientèle they might find inside; for his part he wasn't worried. This soon after they were dumped in this world, there would be too much confusion for the troublemakers to get themselves together; any complications they might come across would be small and disorganised, at least for now.

It took him a moment to realise that Erebus had continued ahead of them; his simple, if loud introduction probably did a great job draining the attention to him. He waited for a few seconds more, long enough for Chiharu to gather herself and lead the way inside. His eyes took a few seconds to adjust to the darkness inside and Ragnar blinked rapidly as he surveyed the players dotted around the room. Most seemed fairly low level, but confident in their knowledge; maybe experienced players running alts at the time the expansion came out. Here and there there were huddles of frightened players, kids by the looks of them, most being tended by one or two older players. By the looks of it, the Lotus Warriors wouldn't have to worry about caring for too many people; a small relief. He kept quiet as Erebus started talking, eyeing up the summoner and assassin the werecat had sat near. Both seemed capable, even if their levels were all over the place. Well, it wasn't as though he could say anything... In the end, Ragnar bought himself a pint and took a seat near Erebus, wondering what Chiharu's recruiting technique might entail.