She leaned over finishing her port in two long gulps before turning back to the tavern owner. “Give me another.” The tavern owner raised his eyebrow as he refilled her tankard. “Friend of yours?” Xena watched as he placed the refilled tankard down in front of her. She picked it up swallowing down the liquid ignoring the burning sensation as she got up from her seat. “Yeah, friend of mine.” She walked towards Joxer who was still smiling at the two women obvious to the fact that she was now standing in front of him.  She breathed in watching as he finally turned to look at her. “So how many did you slay again, Joxer?” Joxer stopped in mid motion hearing Xena’s voice cut through his thoughts shattering them in an instant.

He turned meeting the tall women’s piecing light blue gaze. Her long black hair was un-styled and hanging down well over her shoulders as normal. Her gleaming sword was in its scabbard on her back and her gleaming silver and bronze patterned Chakram was attached to its hook on her waist as always. She was dressed in her leathers with their long hanging tassels which were knee length and had steel notches on each. Her bronze breast plate gleamed in the low light along with her woven shoulder guard and wrist and arm gauntlets. She had her high knee high boots on as always and all of this armour only did more to emphases her bronze skin and beautiful well muscled appearance.

He took in a deep breath as he looked at both girls who were listening intensely. This was all going to go wrong he could feel it he watched as the Warrior Princess folded her arms as she raised a dark eyebrow. “Ah hello Xena.” He paused laughing slightly. “I was just telling these two charming young ladies about how you…me and Gabrielle fought to bring down those drunk Satyr’s.” Xena looked at him for a long moment. “Evidently.” She grabbed hold of his shoulder pulling him away from both the young women. “I’m sorry ladies but Joxer and I need to talk.” She ignored their pouting as she pulled him towards the bar sitting him firmly down on seat next to hers. She let go off his shoulder as she picked up her tankard taking a long drink from it before turning to him. “What would you like to drink?”