Wesley became alarmed when Lorenzo had suddenly hit the table, his head bouncing off of it, and his body lay unconscious on the ground. In that moment, he drew his sword as soon as a servant who had come in to clean up the mess was, ironically, cleanly sliced in half by a large sword that appeared to come out of nowhere. Just moments later, Karolina appeared to also feel the effects of the wine. So, whatever was in the wine must’ve had some kind of sleeping agent in it. Wesley was thankful that he didn’t drink it despite how tempting it was. 

When the man who would reveal himself as Igeyorhm, Wesley already had a sour impression of him. He looked like a flamboyant man, but definitely had an appalling energy about him. The way he addressed Nadeline made Wesley want to knock some sense into him, so he joined Grant as he stepped beside him, eying the man closely. Trust was already limited when it came to Wesley towards this one. It was dwindling even more as he seemed to be a potential foe. Not to mention this man had disrespected his beloved. That, as the council found out not too long ago, was reason enough to beckon the Wrath of Dalmasca.

[color=fff79a]“Be alert, Grant. He’s one of Venat’s Spawns.”[/color] Wesley warned Grant, eying Igeyorhm carefully, [color=fff79a]“isn’t that right? I could sense that stench as soon as you made yourself known.”[/color]