Noelle was watching the joust, her eyes gleaming with excitement. However, her attention was diverted when Vincent suddenly threw down a man to the ground. From his words, the man he had thrown down was a thief. Before she could tell Vincent to calm down, he had already started dragging the poor thing out of the crowd. Worried, she followed the pair, only stopping when Vincent started whacking the man's legs. She had seen many cases where criminals were punished out in public when she traveled, yet the sight of Vincent dealing it out was both painful and shocking. Noelle could only place her hands over her eyes as the beating continued nine more times. 

Once the sounds stopped, Noelle peeked from behind her hands as Vincent yet again dragged the man into the crowds. [b]"V-Vi,"[/b] she weakly said before another woman confidently spoke up. With a new player in town, Noelle stopped the study the obvious swordswoman with a raven. All she heard was Ferox and fight, and that easily clicked together. Of course, being born in Ferox (and living there for a few broken up months), Noelle knew how these types of matters were solved. Before she could step up, another man decided to call out. He seemed quite irritated that such a fight was happening in the middle of the street. 

The tension crackled in the air, almost ready to burst. Worst case scenario; the two would start fighting and the other man would jump in. How many would die? What if Vincent was going to be the one lying on the ground, lifeless? Confused and pressured to try and do something, Noelle stepped up towards Vincent, slapping him hard enough to make his head turn a bit. She paused, her hand frozen midair as it prickled in pain since it came in contact with the other's helmet. [b]"You!"[/b] she angrily spat out. Noelle then turned towards the unknown woman, glaring at her. [b]"And you! Have you two lost your minds? Fighting in the middle of the Ylisstol's street just because of some Feroxian pride?"[/b] Her gaze then turned to Vincent as she lowered her hand, her eyes stinging with tears. [b]"Vincent, this is stupid. Don't throw more oil into the fire,"[/b] she pleaded. [b]"Let him go now, he has learned his lesson. You're part of the Blades, right? We're supposed to help and protect the weak."[/b]