<div class="floatright">(http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/025/3/c/__the_mage___by_thousandleaves-d5so483.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jo'Shaar Zahir<br/><strong>Location:</strong>White Run; Bannered Mare to Dragon's Reach<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Mid Morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open, Lucretia, Ru'Ashka<br/><br/>Seeing the newcomer, a woman in quite impressive armor, trying to help them out Jo'Shaar couldn't help but smirk. This day was amusing. Lots of folks standing up for one another. It was starting to look like strangers were eager to help out those in trouble for a change, and that was certainly something he wasn't about to complain about. Still, Jo'Shaar wasn't entirely sure what to think of the situation right then and nod his head gratefully at Ru'Ashka after her words.<br/><br/><strong>"This one appreciates the kind words, indeed it seems that punches were both caught and given freely."</strong>He smiled casually at this but then tensed up a bit at seeing the guards make way for their commander. His body was tensed up, and he practically forced himself to not grasp a hold of the akaviri katana at his side. This kind of a greeting was unusual, especially for just another bar-brawl, and that worried him. They named the woman by his side but called him by his race, something which earned a somewhat resigned sigh from the Khajiit before he lifted his tail and began to 'dust off' its tip a bit before letting go and letting it casually sway behind him.<br/><br/><strong>"This one will go, if so told."</strong>He remarked briefly, to make it clear he'd follow the orders at the time at least. While Jo'Shaar wasn't sure what the guards wanted from them, he would be willing to go along for now. Better to try and salvage the situation that way rather than get into more trouble. Though he was a bit worried, just trying to not let it show.<br/><br/>As Lucretia stated her name and addressed him directly, Jo'Shaar nod his head bowing slightly and spoke up in a calm tone of voice, though brushing his jaw with one hand where he was missing a single tooth after that fight.<strong>"Yes, this one is Jo'Shaar. Jo'Shaar is a mage, and an alchemist."</strong>He tried to keep his self-introduction somewhat short, but then paused to look at the guards.<strong>"This one would like to make request. Permission to use magic, restoration, to tend to self and if told, others in fight?"</strong>He asked this seriously, ready to heal himself and to spend some magicka to heal even his foes a bit into better shape before leaving, though mostly he intended to heal himself to help the new tooth to start growing in place of the now missing one, and to tend to whatever scrapes that Lucretia might have taken from the rough and tumble there.<br/><br/>With that said and done though, even if he hadn't got a chance to heal even himself, he'd follow after the guards.