[h2][center][color=00ff66]Calanon[/color] (& Brogach)[/center][/h2] 
                                                                                             [color=00ff66]Location:[/color]Beside the Cave, The River
                                                                                          [color=00ff66]Interacting with:[/color]  The group 

Calanon was not so certain that the Orcs would be within easy ear shot, much less speak common, and then much less understand Thomas' eloquent word choice he oft used. However, by that very small chance, he still was not entirely certain if the best thing to do was to silence him physically. Calanon realized strength was paramount to Orcs as a leadership trait, but when everyone started moving, he too moved on pure instinct. 

Just as Keystone began to shift his weight, Calanon's brows raised a fraction. Then the Pugilist moved a step, and opened wide his arms. Sana began to move too, and in this heightened sense of awareness, the Elf did the only thing he knew to do. He dropped the food he was eating down on his plate, rolled to the side and drew his bow. An arrow being nocked just as he completed his spin. He wasn't planning on shooting Keystone or Thomas, but to the ranger, if one goes into combat there is generally a death and he'd rather avoid that. 

However, once his spin was complete and his weapon near at the ready, it wasn't the string on his bow that went slack, but his jaw. He witnessed the most peculiar butt bump from Sana that seemed to knock Thomas back, seemingly saving his life. Then momentum carried Sana and Keystone's lips together. Calanon's eyes widened very wide indeed, and he slowly lowered his bow. [i]I think she has it handled?[/i]