Blints fist clenched as Alwin was speaking, but before he could react to the pompus retainer in the bath robe, Angela the proprietor of the Tavern spoke up in his defence, wouldn't be the first time, probably wouldn't be the last, might be because he helped sort out some of the typical tavern brawls, or she might genuinely care for his custom, regardless he thought highly of her and tempered his rage on her behalf.<br/><br/>"twelve attempts in three weeks huh? What sorter rate we speaking? I mean sides the obvious near two in three days, like, daily attempts n pauses? Also yer say you dunno the attacker, could it be more than one? What sorta gear and style of attack we speakin of ere?" Blint leaned back, drawing back on past memories on different combat styles and attacks, after all, the way the bear attacks is different from the wolf, which is different from the bird of prey, perhaps it may elude a lead. "I mean I'm good for that kinda bodyguard work, pretty deft, but it be better to take out the attacker than guard the attacked." He looked to the others of the party, normally he would be working out how to attack the highborn tripe, not defend them, but you have to make use of the tools you got. After which he closed his eyes to formulate and wait for a response.