"Well, it would seem we have no need to fight each other," she said, touching him lightly on the arm to emphasise that she wasn't angered. "Especially when there are fools aplenty waiting to hurl themselves onto our blades ...I take no offence, Son of Nagarythe."
"Many thanks Daughter of Khaine, too be honest I think we would of been at each others throats when I was younger.and was taken in by my kin but I could care less if you a killer for the Witch king or if you were a knight from the sea-farer. A lass I think we show the weaklings who their messing with." He walked over to the leader and like lightning his leg went up into the jaw of the man and he kicked him into his friends. "Shall we take this outside I think we should." Then he was walking closer to the men that was kicked out of the tavern.
@matt23 When the young woman claiming to be a knight revealed herself Aleron couldn't help but laugh. "Ahahahaha, a knight, the young lady thinks she's a knight." Taking a moment to catch his breath he looks to Mariah. "Does your father know you've taken his armor, m' lady? Surely your family is beside themselves with worry, a frail thing like you thinking that she can clash blades with the men." @Keidivh Aleron was scandalized when the wolf priest spoke to him. This unwashed, low-born, cur daring to insult a knight of Bretonnia? This could not stand. Aleron was so preoccupied with the indignity of being insulted by Kristoff that he ignored what the priest actually said. "Tell me Dog Priest, is it true that your brotherhood lies with wolves because they are unable to find women that can stand their stench?" @Colapse When the villagers entered Aleron was well into his bottle of wine. As such it took him a moment or two to figure out what was happening. Once he realised that the peasants were actually attempting to give orders Aleron had to intervene. Taking aim, he threw his almost empty wine bottle at the face of the peasant leader.
@Cousintp Mariah drew her sword and shield showing her family's crest. "My father is died. My brother is dead. Both knights who's honor and loyalty were beyond that of any in our land, who were betrayed by someone. I am the last of my family and it's tree. I am the last who can pick up the shield, the last to draw the sword, and the last to bare the armor. Though I would not expect some one who's tongue lets loose without any forethought of the situation to understand. So, continue to insult me, but do not let another word of my father or family slip from your mouth. Or you could try to act noble, as your title would imply you are, sir."
<Hasselhund tavern brawl> @Uriel1339 @Grall_Stonefist @Vanestus @BadDo9 @Cousintp @Jorimel @Maleth @lord-watchman @Vulpas @Keidivh @matt23 @TuskatheDaemonKilla @Valonox As such things usually go, it only took a second - and everything went to hell. Ogre threw a board in the general direction of the mob, but like any proper Ogre, Tugg wasn't really good in aiming and assessing the situation. The hefty piece of black furniture came flying towards the mob but problem was, couple of the newcomers were standing in the way as well. Sebine was hit in the back with a piece of the bar and she fell to the side instantly, hitting Talsin on the way down. The heavy armor protected the High Elf from most of the damage but same could not be said for the Wood Elf's pet as the wolf squelched under Sabine's body frame. The lumberjack leader ducked under the board and it flew past him, hitting two of his friends and dropping them on all fours. Kristoff also ate a part of the board and he stumbled forward, just for the lumberjack to hit him with the butt of the axe in his stomach. Riding the force of the impact, Wolf Priest fell on his ass, feeling a bit nauseous from the blow. He saw the face of his attacker grinning at him, but before he could order his wolf to attack, the almost empty bottle of wine connected with lumberjack's face, twisting it into a painful grimace, courtesy of Aleron. The leader fell on the ground unconscious but his friends were not yet beaten. Vamir knocked one of them with a roundhouse kick but a blow from a blackjack hit him straight in head and he was sent flying backwards, across the table where Khelandria was still sitting. As the Shadow Warrior crashed into it, the Witch Elf managed to move in time and evade the deer stew, however she was unable to evade glass of wine spilling all over her cloak. If there was any consolation, the wine was white so it probably won't leave a big stain. Probably. While that was happening, both Alozia and Tuska could only spectate the "battle", the Black Orc even having time to finish his drink in peace. He was also a witness to another funny thing as a strange Goblin Bard appeared almost out of nowhere, spooking the barmaid who was just coming in with a plate filled with mugs of ale. "AAAHHH! A LEPRECHAUN!" she screamed and tossed her plate in the air, most of the drinks coming down and showering Fiddlesticks in alcohol. One of the nearby thugs heard the girl screaming and instinctively threw a spear in the general direction of the Bard, but the little greenskin ducked the projectile as it flew over his head and was smashed aside by Mariah's shield. Seeing what he had done, the thug threw an apologetic look towards the Bretonnian maiden and ran out. On his way he saw the approaching Gold Wizard. "Mister, you betta ran away, some crazy folk inside!" he replied to Uberin as he ran away, leaving the Wizard to spectate the brawl for himself. OOC there's at least dozen of locals still standing, each of you can down one of them - but no killing, it's a tavern brawl after all!
Vamir leap on his feet. "Eat a hydra you scum you." He charged the man that threw and punched him in the nuts. "Always wanted to do that to your kind."
"LEPRECHAUN?!" Fiddlesticks yelled angry as the flying object threw past him. "I AM A GOBLIN! A MUSIC-FORSAKEN PLAYING GOBLIN!" He ran straight for the big, black orc (@TuskatheDaemonKilla ). "U dere! 'ow 'bout you show ya big ol' muscle and show them who is da biggest and da meanest? Or are ya 'fraid of 'umies?!" His Greenskin was very rustic and old, but he remembered it well enough from his past to at least get hopefully enough out to manipulate the giant, in comparison to the goblin, to take revenge. What was he going to do after all in this brawl? The moment the Orc would join the fight he would hide under a table himself... Goblins are not made for fighting.
Kristoff spat out some blood as he stood back to his feet. He was relieved to see the situation had devolved into a simple bar brawl. He feared these foreigners would have slaughtered the entire hamlet. Happy that he was wrong, he reached towards the nearest local, attempting to pick him up and smash him into the floor. What kind of Wolf Priest would he be if he didn't partake of a bar fight? A piss poor one, that's what kind! @Cousintp Barely paying attention to his puny opponent he turned his attention back to Aleron, who tried to insult him by the way he smelled. "Oh, forgive me your eminence. Does this stench offend your delicate senses? I suppose it's true, my Order spends its time defending the people of the Empire and slaying its enemies. Not trying to smell like a women." Kristoff burst out into his usual boisterous laughter as he poked fun at the Brettonian. @BadDo9 Vorgen in the meanwhile rushed over to Talsin who had been hit, nuzzling his snout against her to ensure she was alright, and baring his teeth at any who got near her!
< @Colapse @lord-watchman > Yanta'i wasn't surprised when the fight started, but when Talsin was squished under the high elf, his face instantly darkened. "Get the fuck off my partner, or you'll be next." he shouted at her as he levered her off, Talsin growling below with a few whimpers. Sebine might get pounced by the wolf no matter what, see how she likes it. But, now that Talsin was 'okay' the wood elf glared at the nearest human (that wasn't in their group) and cracked his knuckles. "I'm rather fucking upset right now, so consider yourself lucky you won't taste my weapons." he growled. Nothing else mattered except working off this aggression, so he didn't go easy. First a punch to the nose to disable, swipe his legs out from under him, and one fist to the chest. A foamy mouth showed he was out. < @Keidivh > His enemy was down, the elf looked over at his companion and saw the other wolf. He moved over and looked at the male. "You keep her safe." he told Vorgen before dashing off to see if he could assist. Talsin's body was sore and it hurt to move. But she could smell the male near her and let out a small whimper as he nudged her.
@BadDo9 Vorgen seemed to nod in understanding and took a defensive position, prowling around Talsin. Nothing would get past him. Kristoff looked back and sighed at the the wolven 'couple'. "Aren't they adorable together?" He commented to Yanta'i as they thrashed the locals.
