Fievon leapt to his feet quick-drawing his bastard sword.  He was both eager for action and yet hesitant at his being outnumbered.  He'd just as soon eat and rest his feat.  HE gave a loud roar back, having a gifted loud voice which was alarmingly intimidating.<br/><br/>(if and when I can)<br/><br/>Comment: intimidate check<br/>Result: 5, +7<br/>Total: 12