Garashna's attention had been drawn away from Ilene when the farmer.... what was his name now....Oh yes Brenden the Bitter one... began to heckle the old T'Skrang.<br/><em> Here we go, this's going to end in a fight and we're in the firing line </em><br/><br/>As the teller of Tales took his bate and Brenden stepped back, garashna was half out of her seat, ready to pull the others out of the way. These things always excalated and everyone ended up being either drawn into it, or hit with something that had been aimed at another.<br/><br/>She looked up and blinked at what he had just said.<br/><em>"WHAT?"</em><br/>Garashna shook her head and laughed.<br/>"Don't involve<em>US</em>in your fight old man, we have nothing to do with this, take your anger out on he who insults you..."