[h2][center][color=ec008c]Emiliano Sebastiano Parisi[/color][/center][/h2]

Emiliano was surprised at how quickly the bastard pinned his arm, he hadn't been expecting a fight for sure. He certainly did not [i]want[/i] to get in a fight. So, he raised his free hand, [color=ec008c]"Alright alright fine! Trying to lighten the mood and-*agh* calm everyone down! I won't bother you christ!"[/color], as he was released Emiliano rubbed his arm sighing angrily at his own cowardice and bruised pride. As the other hunters shuffled out for the hunt.

He scowled and drowned the rest of his ale, cursing himself before the barkeep, Bobby apparently, spoke to him, asking if he was a Parisi.

[color=ec008c]"Yes, I am Emiliano Sebastiano Parisi, one of the two Parisi brothers one famous one foolish... guess which one I am."[/color], he scowled and sighed before continuing, [color=ec008c]"Now some other hunter I've never heard of has incapacitated and intimidated me and... I guess the cosmos is just telling me to find a new profession eh Bobby?"[/color], Emiliano chuckled at his self deprocating humour... what a great realization.