Eiyuu Kishi Den

Three men moved onto Ashe. The one coming from the right threw a slow punch. Ashe snapped his palm forward and struck his upper arm in mid-swing sending him off balance. The one from the left took an opportunity while Ashe's back was turned and lunged with a knife. Ashe spun around but was not able to deflect the blow. The knife sunk into his chest under his lungs, cutting between his ribs.

When you strike at a beast, kill it or risk angering it.

Ashe clenched the muscles in his chest and twisted his waist to cock his arm back, taking the knife from the attacker's hand. His fist hit like a hammer, a crack resounding over the sounds of other fights as the drunken man's jaw shattered.

With the knife still in his body Ashe growled as he approached the third, who was taking a step back for every one Ashe took forward.

Edwin stood up as the fighting with the thugs had started nodding his head slightly seeing Zira easily dodging the three that had came at her. "Must remember never to get on her bad side" he laughed to himself slightly as he placed his mug down on the table.

Ashe was taking of three through it sounded that he was going alittle bit over board but that was lest of Edwin's problems as he noticed one of the thugs slipping off to the side trying to cirle around to catch Zira off guard. Moving to the side as well Edwin shook his head slightly "You actions today is no way to treat a lady through I guess you are no gentlemen"

With his words spoke Edwin ducked to the side as the man swung wildly at his face. Dodging to the side a few more times it was Edwin's time to make a move as he ducked down to the side and brought his fist up in an upper cut to catch the guy in the stomach causing him to double over, "You really need to respect everyone Sir "

As the brawl broke out, the majority of the fighters seemed focused on either their target, Zira, or the one who struck the first blow, Ashe. Ryna made quick decision to help Ashe, because he was the closest to her, but it may also have been a subconscious decision to avoid the dark elf based on years of prejudice and blame.

Ryna charged the backs of one of the men approaching Ashe, slamming her shoulder into the man's back. He was large, not quite as big as Garrack, but she caught him off guard and hit in his center of gravity, which knocked him off his feet.

The agile woman tumbled over him to land in a crouch a few feet away from where he'd fallen. She had her hand on the hilt of her knife, but she'd only use it if he drew his weapon on her.

"You should leave while you have the chance!" Ryna warned as the thug climbed to his feet. "My companions and I will show you no mercy if you threaten our lives."

However, the thug wasn't about to listen to reason, he was a part of a mob, and a WOMAN just brought him down. "You stupid little bitch, standing up for dark elf! You think that a little whelp like you can stand up to me?"

"I take it you don't know who we are," Ryna said with a smirk. "You see that man over there?" Ryna said, point to Garrack. "That would be Garrack, the Blue Meteor. Myself, him, and the half-elf Leaf all stood up against Kardis herself. You think you scare me? I've seen the face of the Destroyer."

That gave the thug a moment of surprise, but he dismissed the idea. What would such reknowned heroes of Lodoss be doing here? "Yeah, right," he sneered. With the protection of his mob, the man she called the "Blue Meteor" didn't scare him that much. He had no knife that she could see, and instead, he grabbed a nearby chair and swung it at her.

Ryna flattened against the floor, the chair sweeping where her head had been. As he finished his swing--which had much greater momentum since he didn't hit her--Ryna struck out her leg and kicked in his knee. There was a crunch of cartilege and tendons tearing, and the thug's knee gave out under his weight. Disabled, he was no longer a serious threat and would likely drag himself off out of the fight. Ryna darted away, heading for a nearby table where she could get some range with her whip.

Instead of jumping into the fight, Leaf turned to her magic to help out. While the mob broke apart to attack it's two main focuses. Leaf had a moment to chant a spell.

"Pixies of sleep, lend me your power and fill the eyes of those who mean my friends harm," Leaf said, holding out her hands in a summoning gesture directed toward the thugs attacking Zira. What seemed like a mild dust devil began to swirl around the four men, draining their strength and making them drowsy.

Dorian continued to stand his guard, waiting to draw his sword if needed. The way things were looking, however, there may not have even been the need. The young adventurer chuckled to himself, but kept a steady eye on the thugs who had started the fight. Dorian had already decided that if he had to, he would help the group out, since the dark elf had done nothing wrong.

"They never want to do it the easy way do they." Garrack muttered to himself as a fight broke out in the tavern.

You're the one that wanted action, have at it. he mused to himself

As a thug dove towards Zira, Garrack extended his left arm and hooked a thug's neck, putting it in a powerful vice grip between his forearm and bicep. The idea was to block the flow of blood to the brain until the person passed out with little more injury than a headache.

"That's it, just let it get dark." he said to the struggling thug, who showed no sign of weakening after several seconds.

"Anytime now." he said impatiantly until he gave up and smashed the thugs head into the table.

"Never liked that move."

Garrack let the thug's unconsious body drop to the ground as another one took a cheap shot and smashed a chair against the back of his breastplate. More annoyed than hurt the mercenary advanced on his attacker, intent on dealing pain.

OOC: Geez, we're a little uncoordinated....myself included.

IC: Once Leaf had cast her sleep spell on four the men, another had seen it happened and realized that she was using the same magic as dark elves. Well, at least it was the same to him. He didn't realize that pixies of sleep were far more gentle than dark spirits when it came to incapacitating someone.

The thug ran at the petite half-elf, but her ears caught his heavy, thundering footsteps as he charged toward her. She launched herself upwards to avoid him, and the thug caught air, landing on his elbows on the table that Leaf was now one. However, she didn't grab a weapon to defend herself with, and he had a sword, which he now drew. Climbing up ontop of the table, he stalked toward Leaf, focused on hurting the half-elf.

Leaf backed up, she could probably dodge his swings, but she had to wait until he actually swung.

OOC: Tags to Dorian!

Dorian snapped his head to the side, noting the thug that was going after Leaf. "Hey! WATCH OUT!!!" Dorian yelled as he raced over. The young adventurer placed himself between the thug and the half elf, and drew his sword. Instead of getting ready to attack, Dorian held the sword in a horizontal position, resting his left hand on the flat of the blade in a defensive position. "I am not one to fight, but if you so much as try anything against her, I will be forced to defend her." The young man narrowed his eyes at the thug, showing him that he meant every word that he had said.

Leaf hid herself behind the young man who'd stepped up to protect her. She had no weapon, but if he kept her attacker distracted, she could cast some spells.

The thug scowled at Dorian, and replied, "What are you doing standing up for these Marmo scum? They've allied themselves with a dark elf! If you're going to help them, you're no better!" He raised his sword in a downward slash against Dorian.

Meanwhile, Leaf was debating on which spell to use. Pixies wouldn't deferintiate between friend and foe, they'd knock out both men, but this conflict had to end fast.

OOC: You can control the thug.

The men who had been focused on Zira were now fast asleep in a pile on the floor. All the others were focused on fighting her companions. Now, Zira could easily slip from view. "Spirits of Invisibility, let thy form become mine," Zira whispered and faded from sight.

Unseen, the dark elf silent hopped down from the table and stalked toward the remaining thugs. There weren't many left by now, and some of those remaining were losing their edge after seeing so many fall to this group of mercenaries.

Before Zira could cast any subdue spells, one of the remaining men shouted. "HEY! The dark elf is gone!"

Just as the sword came down upon Dorian's, the young adventurer could feel the man's weight falling on top of him. When he looked over, he realized that Jeren, the suave dragon knight, had found a peice of wood lying around and smashed the poor fellow in the back with it. "Excuse me, friend," Jeren said as he yanked the man away from Dorion and pushed him into a chair. "Have a seat..."

Jeren turned around just in time to see a fist flying at him. He moved, but not quick enough. The fist crashed into his shoulder, but that didn't stop him. He grabbed up his roof wood, with one hand on each end, thrust it forward into the thug's face. The drunken barfighter stumbled back into a support beam, groaning. Jeren sighed as he approached the man cradling his nose.

"Give up?"

The thug replied with a angry left hook, which Jeren caught quickly, his face not even changing. He spun the arm around and bashed it into the pillar behind him.

"Now?"

The man spit in his face.

"Manners aren't your strong suit, are they?" he asked as he let the peice of wood hand. Suddenly, he slammed it into the man's shin, then the other. The knight looked over the groaning man and jammed it down on top of his foot. The thug roared in pain.

"Are we done yet?"

The man just groaned on the floor.

"Good choice..."

"That went rather quick..." Dorian said as he glanced over at Jeren. "I thank you." The young adventurer slid his sword back into it's sheath, before turning to the half elf that was hiding behind him. "Are you all right? They didn't harm you, did they?"

Leaf nodded to the young man, "Yeah, I'm fine. They could never get their hands on me," Leaf stuck her chin out, defiantly flaunting her elven speed. "But thanks for standing up for me anyway. I'm Leaf, heroine of Lodoss, you may have heard of me?" Leaf said, batting her eyes and extending her hand to Dorian.

"Heard of you???" Dorian's eyebrows shot up in surprise as he shook the half elf's hand. "Who hasn't heard of you? My name is Dorian. Dorian Ma'zaan. I'm... Well... I guess you could call me an adventurer... An explorer of sorts, I suppose..." The young man glanced around, noting that the fighting in the inn had died down. "It seems like things have calmed down for now..."

Leaf grinned as he recognized her. She always liked to have her ego stroked a little, but there were things that were more important. "Well, it's nice to meet you Dorian. We're on a bit of an adventure ourselves. I'd offer you a seat, but...uh...looks like we'll need to do a little cleaning up."