Autumn, Cristy and Carrie entered the 'tavern', if it could be called that. It looks like the owner just set up shop in what was a remarkably well preserved old temple. It was mostly open air, so if it rained, everyone would get soaked. The place was mostly empty except a single soldier in rather well polished armor standing near the bar, talking to the barmaid. She could be seen nervously laughing at his jokes. He noticed the trio entered and stumbled toward Autumn. "Hello...beautiful.." he slurred as Autumn approached. She rolled her eyes and moved around him. "Hey, where are you going?" he said as he slapped her behind. She lowered her eyes and let out a slight growl and left the man be as the three ladies stepped to the bar. After they made their orders, they moved to a near by table. "How about you, little one," he grabbed Cristy's butt as she sat down. Cristy let out a devilish grin as she took her seat. Carrie imediately stood up and drew her blade. Before either of them could move, Autumn was already on him, grabbing his arm and kneeing him in the stomach, which lifted him off the ground. As his feet hit the ground, she spun around him and shoved him toward the door. With a wave of her hand, the make-shiftdoor opened and he stumbled out. He fell to his face as Autumn approached from behind. "If you didn't notice, you didn't fly face first into the door. It's a perfectly nice door that I'm sure the owner worked hard on. You see, not only did you slap the ass of a far supieror warrior, but you slapped the ass of a powerful sorceress. You would have got away with it, but you touched my cousin..." she said as she clenched her fist and lighting engulfed it. The man's eyes grew wide as he scrambled up as fast as his inebriated equilibrium would allow and ran. Autumn strolled back up to the bar and dropped some coins on the bar, "This is for the loser's drinks. Sorry for the trouble."