Ian Bang! Ian felt a sudden rush of heat and cold, and a slight tingling from behind. He turned, spotted a Nord on the floor with a small dagger in his hand, Johnathan with a partially cut off finger, and Issac who's hands were still glowing from the recently discharged spell.
Ian closed his eyes and shook his head in a weary fashion, but waited to see if it was really necessary to step in.
Although, He thought. There were several other men who seemed considerably drunk and willing to join the brawl.
This could be a messy little incident.... He sighed.
Could this have waited 'til after I'd finished my food? Absently he plucked all the grapes from the bowl and swallowed them whole.
I still wish I could have enjoyed them.......OCC: Ian will join if a brawl breaks out, and I suppose John is hurt...... pity
This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Nov 26 2006, 10:40 PM