Roland let out a breath, momentarily closing his eyes. Although a tad bit annoyed about not catching either of the three's attention, he shrugged it off. One coulden't catch all the fish in the sea, and neither should he. The moment was peaceful, untill a bottle was thrown though the glass above him. Roland immediately jumped up. Aparently the flashbang had done it's job, and started a barfight. The sound of battle also reminded Roland that he was a dead man if that Death Knight got her hands on him.<br/><br/>"Sorry to cut this short mate, lass" He said to the pandaren, and blood elf respectfully, "But i gotta make a mad dash"<br/><br/>With that he took off, rushing forward as he jumped from the docks to a rooftop, before making a jump to a second rooftop. Perhaps he could fall into a different tavern, find a better hiding place there. He had no such luck with another tavern, but the inn looked promising. Roland jumped another rooftop, landing on a balcony of a luckily vacant room as he went inside and back downstairs. After a small argument with the inn owner Jere had it for the night. He took a seat at the bar, having more than enough adventure for the moment as he immediately ordered himself something without any alcohol in it. Even if he could hold it, he didn't dare risk it in-case of a battle.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>