Donny looked over at the girl in the tavern. [b]"Late? Nah. I'm lost. No destination but now."[/b] Donny said jokingly. Given that he doesn't remember making an appointment to show up in this town, he hardly felt like he was responsible for being "late". 

The tavern itself felt familiar, not in the sense that Donny has been here before, just that he was familiar with the environment. He guessed that he must have been in similar establishments in a previous life. Donny walked over to join her for a drink after she beckoned for him. She called herself Maribel and made it clear that she wasn't drinking any alcohol. Whatever she was drinking, it wasn't like anything for Donny. He didn't even get to sit down before his nose picked up it's powerful scent. But once seated he did not hesitate to take the drink and downed it in one gulp.

He started to gag but managed to prevent himself from simply vomiting. After coughing for a few minutes he grumbled. [b]"[i]Cal[/i]... Maybe I shouldn't drink so soon after showing up in this ghost town. Anyways."[/b] Donny looked over to this Maribel as she told him about his "fellow hunters" and their prey. Seemed like they went ahead of him and it would be a bad idea to try to catch up. Makes sense to him; he doesn't know a thing about this town. If he intended to go anywhere he'd want someone to watch his back, even if they were strangers. Maribel was at least willing to answer some of Donny's questions and give him a chance to relax. Granted, he was already doing do the moment he came to, but now he at some alcohol and a very pretty girl.

[b]"Mmm... I guess I have a few questions. Feel free to answer them in any order. Name's Donny by the way. Donny Lee Yang. Anyways! First and foremost, where am I? What's this place called and where is it at?"[/b] Always important to know where he was, though upon further thought Donny couldn't even remember where he came from. He doesn't remember his home, his land, his country if he had one. So maybe it was pointless asking so much about where he was, considering that he doesn't even remember where he came from. Still, it could be important. [b]"Let's see, second question: Who rules this place? I saw the [i]ded [/i]at the church but he doesn't seem to really do much. I'm guessing you run this tavern, but I don't see any [i]millicents [/i]or nothing. You also mentioned hunters and prey. What are they chasing after so late?"[/b] Donny guessed it was late since he at least knew what sun looked like. Yet somehow he got a feeling that this was going to be a very long night.

Playing around with the now empty cup Donny looked at Maribel with a curios look. [b]"And lastly, I'd like to know more about you. How'd a pretty [i]devotchka[/i] like yourself get stuck here? Came with family, or same as me?"[/b]