[@TheDarkTemplar]

Bartucs laughed like a child as he waded into the worst fights he could find and swiftly put the offenders on the floor out cold. His left eye was swelling and a few ribs were cracked as his one man rampage got full swing. A templar raised a chair and hurled it at someone entering the room. Bartucs left hook caught him in the jaw with a crack. 

"hah. This is nice." He turned to see if more people were joining only to stand straight as a board and salute. Knight captain Sunderland looked none too happy with the scenery. Chickens everywhere, rioting, and here he was in the thick of it. "Greetings captain, as you can see we a-" a templar struck him in the back of the head while he wasn't looking. The rebuttle was impressive to say the least. Bartuc growled and grabbed the man in both arms, raising him well above bartucs head before slamming him into the ground. "cheap shot!"