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*At the blast, the hooded one let out a yell and was thrust back some few feet, skidding across the ground. "Petty bickering!" she cried in that strange accent. "He killed innocents! Children, he slaughtered them like animals and drank their blood!" The green-cloaked thing tried once more to get at him, though first she would have to get past... just about everyone who'd murmured, spoken or shouted their dissent.*

*Carrtagh stood there, growling. "Like they said... cut the bickering."*

Anka froze. He didn't know about that. "W-what? ...Do you need help with Killing him?" He asked the hooded figure. His brain was now in overdrive. He knew that there was something not right about him when he came in but he never thought that...

The breeze created my Meiou ruffled Leone's fur slightly, but she sat calmly watching the fight and heated arguement between nearly everyone in the tavern. Smiling suddenly she looked at the hooded figure, "Once you're done killing him as revenge would you be so kind as to free my precious weapon so that I can gouge out his eyes and share in your revenge?" A bitter smirk contorted her face, she was still silently fuming at her spear being 'absorbed' by the wolf's weapon.

Anka gripped his staff tightly and pointed it at the wolf it pinned him to the wall by the neck.
"I do not take lightly to MURDERERS!" He shouted at the filth, now floating halfway up the wall.
((Bear in mind he's fifteen and doesn't look very powerfull at all.))

((Ps Eo if you want me to edit anything here tell me as it could be considered God modding))

Thornwhistle sheathed Nameless, silently agreeing with the rabbit. He folded his wings against his back, internally furious at the wolf. The way the hooded one spoke the accusations, they could only be true. But it was not his place to get involved with such things, he should have remembered that to begin with.

Ielana shivered and slid down in her chair. [i]so many people, everywhere,[/i] she thought. [i]too many...[/i] (did i mention that she's not exactly in her right state of mind?) She viewed what was going on and gripped Aquis tighter in case she would need to fight.

Nunaamre sheathed his katars. "I guess I need a break anyway, hardly slept more than 3 hours in ages," Nunaamre sat down, and waited for something to happen, if anything.

Ishka froze, her gaze on the wolf. Well, things were worse then she had thought, then.

She breathed out loudly, or at least that's the way it seemed to her. She flicked her ears around, trying to pick up as many sounds as she could.

((I can't really do anything untill Eo posts... It'd be a waste of kine and everyone elses time sorry))

*The cloaked one got to him, le gasp --*

*Carrtagh growled savagely, and made that terrible noise again... louder. The cloaked one cried out, as if in pain, and swung about, turning to the door as if expecting somebeast to enter, sword held at the ready.*
*Carrtagh laughed, though upon the wall, swords held at his sides...*

*The cloaked one gasped, and through the back of her left hand, dimly shone an R.*

Gildra just watched the battle and decided it was time for more apple cider. He walked over to the table where the apple cider jug was and wondered how he would get up there. He was a foot tall after all.

((Thank god...))
The magical grip around the wolf's neck tightened so he could barely Breathe.
"You give me one good reason not to suffocate you!" He said.