"It ain't no trouble at all, Ma'am."Fenneil said, wasting no time in grabbing the broom to begin sweeping up all the debris from the brawl that had taken place earlier. It wouldn't have been right to just leave the three people to clean up the mess all by themselves. As he got to work on sweeping up all the bits of unlucky pots and mugs that caught in the crossfire over the course of the brawl, still finding it a little odd that his being there was enough to irritate the dwarf into helping clean up something he had no hand in doing...'He's an odd one.' Fenniel thought, not dwelling too much on it. It's not the first time today he's been referred to in such a manner whether.....The guard being the prime example of the day.<br/><br/>Keeping his mind to the task at hand, he did not hear much of what Belrac said to Rain, not being one to eavesdrop in on a conversation that he had no business in. Though he did take notice to the fact that the dwarf was now attempting to what seemed to the smithy as mopping through the floor, though if it was an attempt to break it or clean it was not apparent to Fenneil. The anger that exuded from the stout warrior made Fenneil take a few uneasy steps away, the easygoing smithy not wanting to get in his way.<br/><br/>A few minutes after the talking had ceased, Fenneil broke the silence, finding it to be a bit unsettling."I didn't get to introduce mahself to any of ya. Mah name's Fenneil, but ya can call me "Fenn" for short, if ya want to."He said, smiling a bit more as he managed to get quite a bit of the debris cleaned from the floor."It's nice to meet you, folk."<br/><br/><br/><br/>