Sen made it a point to mind his business when he sat at the table across from the odd group. He leaned back in his chair propping his right arm on the table and stretched his legs out a bit before letting them relax into a comfortable position. Slowly Sen ran a hand over his bald head. It almost felt foreign to him. When his soup arrived he merely stirred it with the spoon and glanced around the room, taking in the new faces arriving and making small mental notes of ones that were already in place. A drunk man with a loud laugh sat behind Sen somewhere. Another man lost at a game of cards in the back corner even though he cheated a near perfect hand. Then a faerie entered, catching Sen's attention. She was a night faerie but not one he recognized from when they took him in. This was indeed turning into an interesting day.<br/><br/>He then turned his peripheral back to the motley crew that seemed to be the center of attention. The wolf anithrope had a certain...look about him. Slightly unpleasant and dangerous. He was definitely not the one to be taken lightly here. The boy and his wind sprite seemed to charm up to the wolf quite well however, which was interesting to say the least. Then a much more pronounced Elf made his way to their table, more specifically the boy, and introducing himself. This boy sure had a way of making friends, even if he was reluctant to do so. Then there was a waiter of suspicious nature who interrupted the group and that was something the wind sprite certainly didn't like. Sen didn't known how he knew but he knew sprites knew danger, and evidently this waiter was dangerous but Sen couldn't place it. He could however, smell mal-intent lingering in the air. And almost as if on cue the main entrance of the Inn opened and a crew of demons strolled in demanding a lost item. Sen knew fighting and this was going to escalate into a fight quickly. But he had no reason to be involved so Sen merely sipped his tea and watched the inevitable battle ensue.<br/><br/>It started when a man clashed blades with one of the demons near the bar and seconds later a magical beam of light blinded the entire room. The initial blast seemed to originate from the main Elf at the motley table. Sen having a major sensitivity to bright bursts of light barely had enough time to cover his eyes. Instantly a migraine took over his body and brought him to a knee on the floor, trying to shake it off. Slowly his vision came back, just in time to see a few of the demons burning in unnatural flame. Sen looked over the table and saw the wolf anithrope locking blades with a demon, killing him with an interesting feature on his blade, something Sen made a good  mental note of.<br/><br/>Slowly Sen brought himself to his feet and stumbled past the wolf as his vision continued to return steadily. The migraine however was ever present and nearly disorientating. But then a rough hand grabbing his shoulder snapped Sen right out of his daze and instantly brought out his killer instinct. Without hesitation he spun in the direction of the assaulting hand, knocked it away and slammed his palm into the demon's throat, instantly gripping its trachea. With a low growl Sen lifted his victim off the floor slightly before delivering the final pounds of pressure to crush the demon's throat then letting its' corpse drop to the ground. Seeing this two other demons rushed Sen swords drawn. Sen dodged their simultaneous attack by leaning backwards and flinging off his cloak, revealing his tattered shirt, exposed arms, leather shoulder pauldrens, the kukri blade at his side and the twin punch-daggers sheathed on his back. "Time for subtleties is over..." he thought to himself as he reached back and pulled out both daggers. In an expert flash of movement Sen knocked an incoming swing away from him, parried the other, sliced through a leg artery, deflected another overhand strike, then promptly cut both their throats.<br/><br/>In the mist of the fighting Sen caught a glimpse of the boy and his sprite helping and trying to heal people. The boy focused on defensive magic while the sprite healed the wounded patrons of the bar. The look on the boy's face betrayed nothing in the fact he likely has done this before and is no stranger to combat. Feeling a sense  to at least give some of these people a fighting chance Sen ran over to the boy and proceeded to snap the demon's neck after it bounced back off the boy's barrier.<br/><br/>"You heal them up and get them out of here. I'll keep them off of you." Sens' voice was direct and louder than normal to compensate for battle before him. An interesting day indeed...