[b] Thom [/b]

Thom was more than ready to teach these two knuckle heads a lesson or two, but then they started bleeding and wounds started appearing on them. For the briefest moment he looked just as confused as they were, but when he saw the healer girl focusing on them he smiled a all knowing smile at the men as if it was he who was doing this and not his companion. When one reached grabbed his collar and recoiled from another wound he just smiled, and watched as they tripped over themselves out the door way. "Thanks sweetheart." He said, and joined the party again at the tables. He was ready to say something, before someone arrived and delivered a knife into the face of someone who just walked in. "I like this guy, gets things done. I shall return." He said, and patted the healer girl on the shoulder and nodded he opened his mouth as if to give his thanks, but the call of the newcomer asking for someone fleet of foot called him away so he simply winked and quickly threw on his gear and slipped out of the tavern.

He moved quickly through the streets, moving along crowds and disappearing down side roads looking for a way out. He slipped down a back alley and realized he had a tail, someone had noticed him leave the tavern and was trying to make sure if he was working for Rhyslin or perhaps the thief had cheated him in someway. Unsure either way he simply turned down a side street and then another one going in a circle, sure enough his tail was still there following him. So when he went down a empty street he turned and charged the man who wasn't expecting him to charge him, before his dagger could even be drawn Thom's club had impacted with his skull knocking him out. Thom lugged the man over his shoulder and returned back to the tavern. "They got this place locked, up tighter than a virgin in a whorehouse." He said.

[b] Rand [/b]
Rand just watched as the girl went to work, when he realized she was the one causing wounds to the two brutes the thief had annoyed and watched them run out of the tavern screaming, he just chuckled. "Now he's going to think you like him." He said, a rare attempt at a joke by the knight. When the girl finished and he saw how much the Qiran spent on healing him he threw his arms around her to help steady her, he looked her in the eye. "I've got you." He said, his voice going back to the emotionless tone of voice he used so frequently. When Glenndaiugon entered the room and delivered a knife to the face of a spy, in a heartbeat he still kept the healer steady and drew his blade standing at the ready.

Soon enough the tavern erupted into chaos, people went running. Jostling the knight to and fro, soon enough they passed and he turned to the healer and let her go. "Sorry." He said, and went to stand besides the queen and the others. He stood silently by the side of the commander blade drawn just in case anyone broke their line and got through to them.