Charscale couldn’t hide his amused scoff when the gnome went out of his way denying his identity – this, perplexing both the naga and the deathknight, could have led to a session of trying to prove ones good intention, wasn’t it because the fact that a chair party-crashed their barely-there-conversation quite rudely.<br/><br/>The naga presented a strangely surprised expression, serpent-eyes widening. This was unexpected. Charscale felt compelled to apologize his rude behavior by smashing a chair on the man for not giving a full answer, but then he recalled that he hadn’t any part in the wooden projectiles well-aimed trajectory.<br/><br/>Charscale peered along the arc of delivery.<br/><br/>And as the shadow of a flying, full-armed orc overcast on his features, his face went long and iris’ small:<br/><br/>“Oh great..” he whined pathetically just a split-second before he “caught” the howling orc, both greenskin and serpent-man slamming harshly against wall, cupboard, tableware and anything else standing in their way.<br/>Before Charscale even managed to draw a breath, the orcish projectile was already off his body, lurching into the uproar of a barfight. As Charscale focused, he muttered for himself:<br/><br/>“<b>Urrgh, thisssszz issssn’t exactly what I had in mi-..</b>”<br/><br/>MUG!<br/><br/>Charscale was fast enough to duck his head as the wooden mug rebounding off the wall, spraying inexpensive mead across the wooden surface.<br/>His head straightened with a surprised, dumb-founded expression that didn’t befit his generally vicious race.<br/><br/>The whole bar was swamped with people going at eachother – the air was thick with assorted goods, reassigned for missile duty. Dwarves and orcs found a particular liking for eachother, but after a few additional seconds, everyone was a likely target.<br/>By now, the deathknight lady was already well on her way through the crowd, dispensing her own necessary justice.<br/><br/>It was now or never! Charscale instinctively knew that he couldn’t be so liberal in appliance of force, as it was more likely people began ganging up on him than leaving him to his own brawls. He was, by force, put on a permanent defensive, but the relatively clear path between the naga and her was a prime candidate for departure.<br/><br/>The naga got up but kept himself low as he began sliding towards the stairs in the wake of Erma. This might not be so bad an idea!<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>About three minutes later, the naga was literally crawling up the stairs, cursing at himself for even thinking it was a good idea.<br/><br/>While the distance was miniscule at best, it took a monumental amount of willpower and physical punishment to cover it: His tail had never been trampled so badly, one eye was still twitching after a completely random punch missing it’s designated target, thus making an appointment with his face..<br/><br/>And his jaw – well, it throbbed with pain after his encounter with a drunk, cross-eyed dwarf who stoically proclaimed “<i>*hic* You’re not EVENhnzzjjssjiztt with the -Panda Hat..!</i>” before shattering a wooden stool squarely across his snout in a magnificent swing.<br/><br/>Charscale sniffed and tasted blood, producing a helpless grunt in his throat.<br/><br/>The naga straightened himself through a groan and glanced across his shoulder down at the mayhem occurring beneath. The local troubadours found reason to play a merry tune as a backdrop to the grunts, yells and cheers of pain and triumph, adding to the absurdity.<br/><br/>The naga slammed the door open and leant his entire body against one side, breathing hard – his already slightly flayed banner seemed less impressive.<br/>The serpent didn’t even bother to present himself from his most dramatic side, speaking through a worn expression:<br/><br/>“<b>-Barssssz-. Why do bar-brawlerssszzz alwayssszz have to sssstep on my –tail-?</b>”<br/><br/>The naga winched afterwards, muttering an “Ouch” when his tail reacted on that statement.<br/><br/>Then the serpent-man concentrated on the congregation, accepting their reaction.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>