This was a bad situation, but he didn't need to kill Devlin, or even incapacitate the assistant.  He just had to keep the man from hurting himself, animals, or anyone else.  At least long enough for the guard to get here.  Then they could take over.  If they wanted to shed dwarven blood, that was on them.  Too many weapons and far too many hiding places in this room.  Tehr knew he was in a bad spot, but he was trying to act fearless.  He slid along the wall, careful to keep his back to the wall, and careful to look under a table before he put his back to it.<br/><br/>"Devlin?"  he called out, holding his staff in a powerful two handed grip, ready to defend or strike as needed, "My name is Master Tehr.  I'm here to help you friend.  Why don't you come out and tell me what's going on?  We can talk.  You're scaring your friend Ironna."<br/><br/>He spoke with a clear voice, but his eyes were darting about, trying to make sure that a knife wielding dwarf wasn't sneaking up on him.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Perception check = 10<br/>http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=36203 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=36203)<br/><br/>I had to laugh.  I used to play WoW with a guy.  He played a dwarf hunter named Devlin, and he was nuts.  Totally blood thirsty too, he was always like "Fuck it, kill them all!"  and then he'd send his pet in and start shooting like mad.   So it's hilarious to me that the crazy dwarven butcher is named Devlin.</div></div>