Dirty bastards.

[Sir Kerag]

Kerag chuckled, shaking his head. "As much as I despise them, I can't leave women alone. Tis a curse my friend." He laughed agreeing with Gray. "Have fun with that buddy."

[Legault]

Simeon removed his wraps and robe then joined sank slowly into the hot water--leaving his head and above the surface and dry. "This is definitely refreshing. I can't say I've ever had much experience with women though. I lived at a monastery most of my life."

[Grayell]

Monastery eh? Spent my time in one... though I'm not sure we're on the same page there.

Grayell stretched and then paddled just once, into the middle of the pool and turned about. Th steam took the edge off, the warm water was soothing. Maybe he should try massaging someone. No.

[Sir Kerag]

Kerag nodded to Simeon, grinning. "Besides a few fun times here and there, you aren't missing out on anything my friend. It'll save you a load of headaches if you keep your distance." The orc laughed, taking a deep breath in, and diving under the water, sitting at the bottom for as long as he could hold his breath, which was a considerable amount of time before shooting back up, head breaking the surface, gasping for a fresh breath. He relaxed and leaned against the side, drinking ale.

[Legault]

"Hm," started Simeon, in response to Grayell's comment, "The place I was in was peaceful--well, mostly. It was just men training our bodies and spirits together in isolation. It was there that I learned my martial abilities and how to heal others--restoring their energy."

After Kerag broke back through the surface of the water Simeon said, "Ah, welcome back, friend. I was wondering if you'd come back up. I can see I don't need to wonder any longer."

[Alec]

Laughing as the orc bobs back up, Alec stands, shucks the pants away, and slides into the water. "Damn that's nice," he hisses, and stretches in the warm water, rubbing his muscles.

Sitting up a bit straighter, Alec looks around. "So. Anybody got any interesting stories? Brawls, conquests, duels." Looking at Gray sideways, he shrugs. "Wars?"

[Grayell]

Grayell nods.

Yeah, seen my share. Comes with being a mercenary I guess. Paid for your loyalty and then move on. A funny concept though. You can buy muscle.... but you can't ever buy loyalty.

[Sir Kerag]

Kerag rose his tankard to Gray's last comment.

"He speaks the truth! Ah I've seen my fair share as well, obviously." He indicated all the scars and shakes his head. "Though I admit that incident with the necro-snake still gives me nightmares..." He trailed off, shuddering at the thought of the giant snake emerging from the necromancer's cauldron, and quickly sought to change the subject.

He looked to Alec and smirked. "How about yourself? You look as if you've seen some action in your lifetime."

"Indeed, I can hold my breath for quite some time, no need to fret about Ol' Kerag. But tell me Simeon, are there any meditative techniques you'd recommend for an old orc?" He chuckled, swigging again from his tankard.

[Grayell]

Grayell shoots Kerag a sly smile.

I do. More ale in your tankard and a loose woman with tight lips.

He chuckles after that.

[Zaedus]

Zaedus rolled on with the laughter of the group

Ahh I see where this is going then, old war stories are abound this eve eh?

[Grayell]

Grayell laughs and waves his hands through the water.

Now THAT is one arena I have not conquered my friends. There have been more wars fought over women than money if you ask me.

But Kerag... I did notice Marg seemed to have something of an.... interest in you.

He grins and shoots the big orc a sly look.

Care to tell us about it?

[Sir Kerag]

Kerag returned the Commander's grin and chuckled.

"Ah yes Margrett...." The orc rubbed his chin, thinking back to the day he arrived in town.

"The day I arrived I found an ogre knocking her around, we subdued him and I helped her investigation..."

Kerag remembered her winking and shaking her hips intentionally at him, catching the suggestion clear enough.

"I know she likes to tease, who knows if the interest was ever genuine. Besides..." Kerag shot the Commander a stern look.

"You might have blocked my chances when Venom and I dueled."

[Grayell]

Grayell raises an eyebrow... then laughs.

Cleaning duty huh? Well recruit, I can't say currying favor with the Captain will help your test in a week or so.

Besides. You're a big lad and I need her capable of walking.

That cracked him up.

[Zaedus]

Zaedus chuckled along with Grayell.

This is true, no need to have the girl ravaged.

He burst into laughter.

[Grayell]

Ravaged?

Grayell snickers and then sits forward as if to plan something in secret.

I'll tell you my opinion. Many a man has said women are like a fine wine. Margrett, in my opinion; is like a stern ale. Strong, stiff and a little too much head.

He chuckles and splashes water at them.

But, she is a good sort. A stern, unbearable sort.

That only killed him again with a fit of laughter.

Ahem. But no, I do fancy Margrett. She is entirely unique, completely unpredictable and yes a tease. I find it fascinating.

But I tell you what.... that blue skin makes the mind wander eh?