With every crash of Fate's fearsome hammers into the cobbled floor Dirion's life flashed before him, faster and faster. His eyes were glued to the hammers as they sped towards him, leaving fearsome holes and cracks in the stone where they had missed. He was still prone on the ground, shuffling around like a cornered mouse.

Dirion's retreat from Fate was cut off when his back bumped into something hard and as far as he could tell quite unmovable. Though he had nary a clue to what it was in his state, it was in fact, a wall. His heart leapt into his throat when he realized he had no where else to go. Instinctively he put his arms up to protect himself from the coming harm, little it would do him, and tried to take solace in the fact that he may be seeing Brigen soon...... and that he wouldn't have to pay his tab to Busker.

With his eyes screwed shut waited for the inevitable. Instead he received an ear piercing shriek that ran throughout the whole room, forcing his eyes back open in surprise. He moved to clasp his hands over his ears, but it felt like he was moving through molasses. While again he may have been drunker than he thought, he found that a second later he couldn't move at all.

Dirion shifted his eyes upwards to look at Fate. He saw a mangled mess of hair and limbs. Her face had become deformed but Dirion thought he could see quite a bit of anger in her. Luckily, she too was frozen. Mouth open in a silent snarl.

He shifted his gaze from Fate to where the drow had just stood a second before. But now? Nothing. In a panic Dirion eyes looked in a frenzy for the drow, for fear that she would slit his throat any moment. But his eyes did not find her. Instead they found the young noble that he had struck with his knife. The boy began to walk towards the bar, and as he got closer Dirion tried desperately to speak, too say he was sorry, to beg for help. But nothing came out. Dirion could only plead with his eyes. 

The boy took a drink from Dirion's ruined tankard and walked away. Apparently their was still some left in it. Normally Dirion would be upset with someone stealing his drink. But, considering he had wounded the boy he could forgive him this time. The boy continued to walk around the tavern. Doing all sorts of nonsensical things like throwing a cloth over the bleeding bard's face and resting himself in a women's... Ahem.

Continuing to fight for the ability to move Dirion began to feel his fingers and toes twitch, then he could bend them, next came his hands and his feet, then his arms and legs, before finally he had regained control over all of his body.

Suddenly the door to the Dog slammed open. Apparently Busker had regained the ability to move also. He yelled at a level that Dirion had only heard a small handful of times since his time at the Dog. "EVERYONE OUT!" He heard from behind the bar. "Leave your money on the tables and get out of my establishment!" That would be a problem. Dirion was quite nearly broke. No where near enough to pay his debt off. "Take your injured with you, I --" And then... he stopped. Save from a bloodcurdling rasping and gurgling noise that sounded a lot like Busker. That and a scream from Wink.

Dirion looked to see masked men standing in the front of the Dog. They were all holding weapons of some sort and wearing strange gold masks. The patrons of the bar all stood still for a moment. Before a tornado of action overtook the entire building. It was too much for Dirion's drunken mind to keep up with. He knew people were attacking other people and that was about it.

A raspy breath from Busker caught Dirion's attention. He turned his head to see a dwarf running behind the bar. Dirion knew he would be useless fighting. Would just trip onto the enemy's sword and kill himself for them. But there was something he could do. He got to his feet how you would imagine a drunk would: Inefficient and clumsy.

Once on his feet Dirion scrambled around the bar to the other side. With his words still somewhat slurred he said, [color=teal]"Is Busker okay?![/color]. To no one in particular. Once he took a second to breath he saw Busker lying on the floor and Wink crouched behind the bar. The Dwarf was standing in front of Dirion and blocking him from checking Busker. He could see blood!

He turned his head to Wink and asked,[color=teal]"Wink? Are- Are you okay? Is Busker..[/color] Dirion asked. He looked back at the Dwarf with fear in his eyes. [color=teal]"Is Busker okay!?[/color] He yelled down at the Dwarf. If he didn't answer him quickly Dirion was going to shove him out of the way. He hadn't even seen the man before. For all he knew he did it!

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