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Jackson sat down beside Nyx on the bridge and at this point realized both Linth and Serene had arrived too. "Hello Captain." he said to Linth and said, "No, not late at all." To Serene. He hoped that Linth couldn't smell the alcohol on his breath. He didn't know what she would say, but didn't want to find out either. He really didn't know if she drank and a thought ran through his head. He wondered what she was like drunk?

He turned his attention back to Nyx "Bloodthistle you say? I may have to try that one at some point. I'd guess that the Thieves' Guild sort like their spirits stout. Something I can respect." He added. "I've had my eye on the 'Golden Dragon' tavern for a bit. Kinda pretentious maybe, but if their spirits are as promising, then I have nothing to worry about." He said with a smile. Then his thoughts drifted back to the Knight.

"I'd like to hear this history you two share at some time along the line. History is what makes us, us." He said deeply as he fished out a dog tag from under his shirt and armor. The dog tag was etched to a man named John O'Tera and was ranked Captain. "My father. He was a great Knight from what I've heard. However, no one gives me any leeway because of him, always working me as hard as the others." He said glancing to Linth. He then gave a smirk, "I wouldn't have it any other way." He said.