Soufen, who had been doing his best to drink his drink quietly, glances over at the growing confrontation. He grabs his mug, and extends his studs. Soufen then stands up, and loudly mumbles "I gotta piss," before tripping and stumbling into the guard.
Ferrous grabs the guards hand. "I'll have you know I'm of elven nobility. The gnoll you just assualted is one of my escorts. I can have you hanged you know." OOG: this is a bit of a bluff combined with an intimidate.
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"Watch it freak," The guard says and pushes Soufen back, "Unless you want trouble."
The guard talking to Ferrous takes his hand back. "I'm so sorry, let me extend my deepest apologizes." He then makes a fist and punches Ferrous in the nose. Blood trickles from Ferrous' nose.
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OOG: ALSO, JUST SO YOU ALL KNOW: YOU DON'T TAKE DAMAGE ON THE FORUMS. SHIT JUST HAPPENS BUT YOU DON'T ACTUALLY LOSE HEALTH FROM IT. NO ONE DIES ON THE FORUMS.
Ferrous stumbles backwards. Instinctivly his hand moves to his sword handel, but he pulls his hand away dismissing the thought. He attempts to wipe the blood of his nose. OOG: is my nose broken?
Hybris recollects himself and stands back up (I figured he fell after being pushed). Still a bit dizzy he tries his best to understand what's going on.
OOG: I figure all this getting punched/pushed and stuff is bringing him back to his senses
Soufen mumbles an affirmation then walks by the guard. When he's behind the guard, he swings around and smashes his iron fist into the back of his head.
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The other guards all come and tackle Ferrous to the ground. They hold him down and start punching him. They pick him up and have his hands behind his back. The guard that was kicked gets up after a while. And he returns the favor by kicking Ferrous three times in the groin.
Forcefully.
The guard hit by Soufen is knocked out cold. Two of the guards around Ferrous who aren't holding him down go over and start screaming and telling Soufen to step down.
Dmitri starts to step forward from the back of the bar where he had been sitting, his cloak covering most of his armor and the hood hanging behind his head. His steps are heavy, both from his armored boots and his natural walk, and they loudly resonate through the bar. He suddenly stops as he watches the events unfold. He tenses up and appears hesitant, unsure of how to proceed with this turn of events.