"Ah, this is good!" Brian laughed heartily as others joined. Shortly after, however, a rather rude fellow threw his glass at Briam. After wiping the shards of glass off of his helmet and shoulder, Briam leaned towards the lady next to him and said quietly, "I'm glad he's not going. Doesn't seem very bright to be picking fights with heavily armed axe-men." Straightening up, Briam went to go greet the other members before remembering that he forgot something other than his axe.

"Ach, where are my manners!" Brain said, turning back to her. As he extended his hand, Briam introduced himself. "The name's Briam, Briam Dorman."