<span style="color: teal">"Aye...sorry for that startle.. I felt something..disturbing, and did not want to be surprised by whatever it is."<br/><br/>Jarvan took off his necklace and handed it to Isolde. The weird feeling in the back of his mind would not pass, and so he maintained a posture of readiness with his grip returning to his blade. He believed there must have been an enchantment put on the sword, or otherwise he just felt calmer when he could feel the metal of his blade in his hand. Jarvan shifted his chair slightly closer to Isolde, but so that he could keep an eye on the group that was with Kell. It was only after he noticed that group, or they noticed him, that the feeling in his mind occured. He also spoke up to Kell.<br/><br/>"Kell! It seems you are quite the famous man now. Not too long ago you had the attention of the crowd, and now these strangers are here to see you."</span>