Upon being tossed, Geoffrey turned a bit in the air to ensure that he landed as best he could on his hind end. He found himself then upon the floor, his outfit mildly soiled with the stains of cooked fowl and ale, which had most likely been thrown from the other end of the table. It was no matter to him now, as he rose to his feet, brushing the crumbs from his legs and shoulders, motioning to another servant to bring him some more wine. The immediate shock of being thrown from a table had sobered him up a bit more than he had liked, and he began drinking from a new glass just as Lord Grimm let his word be heard.

After the lord had finished his announcement, Geoffrey took note of the nobleman he had jumped upon, and how he had thrown a fierce look at him, to which the young man replied with a tip of his glass. Though he knew fully well that he was in deeper trouble now than he had ever been, Geoffrey still pressed at the Onyxian's nerves as best as he could, knowing that so long as he acted the victor, he could probably pull off the notion that he was. The Onyxians didn't need to know that this lone man was in for a good whipping and beating, let alone a few well placed words - no, what the Onyxians needed to know was that the Confederates were going to play rough, and win.

Geoffrey finished what remained in his glass and placed it upon a tray that the closest servant was holding, walking back to where he had sat only to grab at his chair and walk in a wide arc away from his superiors down to the end of the table where Kehah sat. He figured that he might as well place himself in as well of company as he could, knowing that it was probably going to be the last good meal he would have in a while, if his officers had anything to say about it. He slid in finally between Kehah and the dark elf in green and adjusted his sleeves a bit, as if to make himself look a bit more presentable, before smiling gingerly at both Kehah and Lady Grimm.

[color=f26522]"I do hope I'm not interrupting anything? It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, your excellency,"[/color] Geoffrey nodded his head in respect, making little note of the show that he had just provoked.

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