[h3]Mac[/h3]
Mac wasn’t entirely sure what had happened but considering he was now being pulled out from the thorny entangles of a decorative bush by his armpits, he was certain it involved pain and unfortunately he was correct.

“This is why I hate kids.” Mac mumbled as he was sat down very gently.

The towns people gathered around him with both with concerned word to his well-being and various bad words towards Rytebs actions whilst those who had managed to grab something batted away at the remaining icy constructed. Mac was very much starting to regret his decision to come on this mission.

After what seemed like an age Mac was finally able to escape the town people though not before a few had tried to prise his head off, and Mac inexplicably lost the ability to speak French, or offer him a bag of smelly cheese and a bottle of wine for his help earlier.

“Brie de Meux and some Red Bordeaux.” A very satisfactory pairing if Mac knew anything about such things. “Nice.”

Walking along with the bag of loot in his hands Mac simply strolled nonchalant through the towns cobbled streets but in fact he was feeling a bit on edge. As the saying goes ‘once bitten, twice shy”.

“There you are.” He said after finally catching sight of the person in question. He sighed almost tiredly. “Please don’t pull another trick or something, I still have a killer headache from the last one.”

“Playing tricks isn’t a good way to make friends either.”

[h3]Cheese[/h3]
“Bon-ney-zee-you-x or something.” Cheese squinted at the bottle. “Honestly I have no idea. It’s French, butt-ton of alcohol in it and it smelled nice that’s all I can tell you I’m afraid.” She poured him another glass.

Cheese was thoroughly enjoying the show before her, almost as much as she enjoyed things like Hollyoaks or Deadpool, and very much wanted to see how things turned out. It was obvious to her that their dear courageous leader Tocsax had feelings for Mai but whether Mai reciprocated such feelings was yet to be revealed. 

“Atom Bomb?” Cheese sipped and thought for a moment, looking over the rim of her glass to the developing love triangle. “Isn’t that just a Jäger bomb with absinthe? Stuff tastes gross if you ask me but you humans are willing to pay through the nose for it so.” She shrugged. “I prefer Schnapps or something equally sweet.”

Cheese had pulled up a chair beside Drake when they had started drinking, simply because it was easier than standing up the whole time, so when Tocsax had mentioned a duel Cheese couldn’t help but perk up slightly.

“If we’re doing combat training I want in, need to improve my single combat skills a bit anyway.” For a moment Cheese seemed to zone out and look far off into the distance at something that wasn’t there. “Been a while since I’ve been a battle like the one we just had.”