[hr][hr][center][h2][b][i][color=b8860b]Keystone[/color][/i][/b][/h2][/center]
[b][center][color=b8860b]Location:[/color] Deymins Tower (2F) [/center][/b][b][center][color=b8860b]Interacting With:[/color] Huh? [/center][/b][hr][hr]

	Keystone blinked away his momentary confusion, unsure as to exactly what had just happened. Now that the most immediate danger had passed, he tried to mentally go through the steps that he had messed up so badly, yet had done many, many times before. He took a step back, visualized the attacker, and began. [color=b8860b]"Right then... Ho! Ha Ha! Guard! Turn! Parry! Dodge! Spin! Ha! Thrust!"[/color] Yup, it all seemed to be in order. Still, it just didn't make sense. 

	Luckily, the Dwarf had stepped up to the challenge and picked up Keystone's momentary slack. Keystone probably owed him something, even if the issue could be resolved by nice, inexpensive words. He sidled up to Nor, and spoke quietly. [color=b8860b]"Oi, thanks for that. Got no bloody idea what 'appened back there. Went through it in m' brainbowl, still makes no bloody sense..."[/color] Keystone shook his head. [color=b8860b]"Sod-ups like that can get a bloke killed, y'see. Just wanted to tell ya thanks, finishin' up the job and whatnot."[/color] 

	That painful bit out of the way, he turned his attention back to the problem at hand. Doors. Not opening. He didn't want to get in the way of people with skills that did not involve blunt destruction, but stood at the ready were it necessary. [color=b8860b]"If'n other options ain't workin', lemme know. I'll take the direct approach."[/color] He smiled, patting a fist into his other hand. But before smashing the doors into kindling became the order of the day, he wanted to give the more subtle a chance to handle it. Keystone was then, as he often was anyway, the last resort option.