As Ionathan followed Emil he paused before another suit of armour that had a flanged mace, he was tempted to take it, Ionathan preferred maces when in a battle. While it was not as elegant or romantic as a sword, its overall damage to armoured and unarmoured opponents was the reason he preferred them. Reaching his hand out to take it he drew it back after a moment of through. They had already borrowed a longsword and a polearm, taking the mace would just be insulting, and dishonourable.  Because of his distraction Ionathan arrived latter that the other, so he stacked up by the door so that his presence was not known by the intruder. He soon was happy of his decision when a gale force wind erupted from the room along with what he could tell by the floor shaking a colossal amount of objects falling to the floor.

Waiting until the chaotic noise had died down he went to go through the door only to be stopped by debris of fallen items. Looking through an opening in the debris Ionathan saw Regina close to the intruder, daggers at the ready.  Ionathan quickly racked his brain for something he could do and came to the conclusion that he could use his guardsman status so that he can try to defuse the situation.

“This is the Waeldershorian guard! Cease hostilities! We can talk about this like honest gentlemen! I’m going to start pushing away this rubble, do not be alarmed”

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