http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2672883/ (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2672883/)<br/>Perception 20, Knowledge 11<br/><br/>Ajax smiled when he saw the barfight, raising his glass and then looking back at Davor, his words burning into Davor's mind without Ajax opening his mouth. (Ajax has telepathy)<br/><br/>"Of course I'm going to help the lethal bar fight. This sword is yet to be blooded, and I can feel its' hunger. Blood and wine make for an excellent combination, no? And yes, I guess I will be "ending" the fight, with any luck."<br/><br/>Ajax stood up and pulled his sword from his back. It had a plain hilt and a vicious looking serrated edge, looking supernaturally sharp. The edge was a strange, vibrant red colour, and it looked sharp enough to cut people with. Careful observers also noticed that a leathery tail had become visible, a tail with a sharp point that glistened a strange colour. Ajax was breathing heavily, his eyes lit up. He could feel his blood burning, the call of his ancestors telling him what he must do, and his fingers ran across the hilt of his sword, eager to let it swing.