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Tagged; Everyone in the party,

Still on the sandy floor trying to regain his mana and catch his fatigues breaths. Artos was clearly irked, glaring at the proud paladin, [color=#DF0101]"I thought paladins were meant to look through with impartial eyes, and are supposed to be the epitome of justice, order and righteousness."[/color] Artos spat, [color=#DF0101]"Well, I guess my supposition was of no regard."[/color] he continued, his glare growing ever contemptuous. Glancing at Ellyn and nodding at her thanks.

[color=#DF0101]"There is no real reason to apologize, Ellyn."[/color] he said strongly, [color=#DF0101]"Keep your petty biases out of your reasoning, it blurs the glasses of your infallible judgments."[/color] Artos ridiculed, still sporting the same glare [color=#DF0101]"Why don't we just murder that dangerous orc, the one laying there, clearly posing danger."[/color] he gestured his head to the fainted orc,  [color=#DF0101]"...and how about we leave the unconscious ones, who exhibit NO danger, alone?"[/color] Artos' opinions of them had dropped, drastically, except a name few.

The injured orc had suddenly sprung to life, and with a hand, Artos accepted his offer and was pulled up by a strong arm, [color=#DF0101]"Be careful of these individuals, they might just murder you out of prejudice."[/color] he mocked, [color=#DF0101]"And don't mention it, you should really be thanking that Elf over there."[/color] before walking back to a wagon, with a vexed aura surrounding Artos.