/Jacob sigh's and gets up going over maps. "Leave you dirty old man and for the hundredth time I am not gay, I'm just to busy to fall in love."
/Andres shrugs taking the bottle and leaves. "Marianne, Jacob would like you to spend the night in his tent."
/Jacob began to scream profanity's at the old goat before a wind spell promptly shaved his head. "I did that half drunk, insult me again and I'll have give you more than a hair cut Jacob, now do try to get along with the girl. I mean if not I'm sticking you in the next brothel we see your not leaving for a week."