Dear Ragnar, I hope you're doing well. I won't forget when you saved me while I was defenseless. I am doing well now and hope that you will give this a chance. I need you to meet me at The FCT club and give them the symbol I gave you. They will let you in.
Please Enjoy, Quilla.
Ragnar didn't really see a reason why she would be calling him otherwise, but apparently she was really underground because she also requested that he didn't wear his normal armor to this event. This made sense, she must not want to stand out anymore then she already does.
That meant Ragnar was currently walking around this city completely shirtless, his body covered in scars of various shapes, sizes and thickness. From his waist he wore a thick black leather belt, with a rim of silver metal and polished steel studs surrounding it. The belt held up a ragged red cloth that served as a kilt that went down to just past above his knees. On his wrists and ankles was a set of bracers of the same make as his belt. Ragnar's black hair, now not being hidden by his helmet, flowed down past his shoulders as he looked around for this club.
Ragnar noticed that people did give him a look, sometimes more then one from both men and women. Ragnar didn't really care about this but it was something to notice as he walked through the city. He wasn't from here but eventually he managed to find this club, but it required him to ask some questions to people and get pointed around for a bit. He only had to punch acouple people which was good for him.
Eventually he found the hidden club, a bouncer out front looked at him, though he was half a foot shorter then Ragnar and over a hundred pounds lighter, but to be fair to this man, he was massive by normal human standards. Ragnar looked down at him and showed him the Red Lotus symbol, at which point the man looked back up at Ragnar before nodding and allowing him in.
As Ragnar entered the club, he realized that this wasn't like anything he had been in before as he heard the lights, music but he could also smell something he never thought he would smell here. Blood. As he turned around to look, he eventually located the sounds and walked towards it. He eventually reached a location where people were eating, drinking and watching two men fight. I see. This place was something of a higher end entertainment. In addition to dancing, drinking and eating you can watch a fight. Interesting.
With that in mind, he went and looked around for the location where he was supposed to meet Quilla.