"You know what?" The knight said with a look of pure disdain as he marched directly up to the man and looked him directly in the eyes and stared into the bandit's face as if he simply wanted to strangle the man. "I don't like your attitude big guy." The knight said as he surprisingly quickly slugged the man so hard in the face not only did it scratch some of the man's skin off, not only did it nearly break the man's jaw, but it also knocked him out cold. One of the guards nearby walked over to the man and grabbed him for good measure. "Should've known better than to call the knight of the deadlands a lickspittle. Surprised he didn't even recognize the guy." commented one of the soldiers and the knight walked over to the bartender and pulled out his wallet and slammed down some money. "That should cover all expenses. Sorry for the trouble." the man said humbly to the bar keep who was terrified out of his mind as the guards matched out of the bar.