Rowan had seen this man before, indeed he had been with Boget when he had died. He had cleaved the man's head from his shoulders, right now there was something else however. "Hey.. leave her alone", this man looked to be a member of the city guard, or at least, he wore a cloack resembling it. The man smirked and turned around, "Fuck you and run off guard dog", he unsheated that longsword, the black blade shimmering.<br/><br/>This man was Hord, he had seen the man grab Rowan, bah what a glorious fool. That had been his part of the night, but right now he would have to play the stalwart rescuer. Hord's hands gripped his greatsword, unsheating the blade which bursted into fire. The men that were guarding the house all stared at them both, Rowan however was trapped. There was long dead end alley and two men staring a battle infront of her.