<b>Tilthar placed his hands at the draeneis shoulders, jumped down from the crate, picking up his hammer and went infront of her. He smiled at the angry people, then at the draenei and then back at the angry people. He lette dout a low sigh, before he finally parted his lips to let out a few words</b><br/><br/><i>"She already apologised, so leave her be... besides, what about being good sportsmen, and take the fight over? Its not like your that hurt anymore"</i><br/><br/><b>Tilthar kept the cocky smile on his face, his hammer held in his hand. He watched over the mob, ready to make a move to protect him and the draenei, if any of them should try to attack.</b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>