The two other traders who pulled out their daggers kept staring at Hark not sure of what to do and after a mement he let out with a sigh, [color=007236]"You two seam smarter than your friend here so why don't you get lost before i give you all matching ears."[/color] Then the two slowly started walking around Hark as if they though he would lunge at them at any moment. They picked up their injured friend and without any last words left the bar. Hark stood there watching the door for a moment before heading back to his seat, but before he sat down he reached into his coin sack and threw the innkeeper 3 gold coins. [color=007236]"For your troubles."[/color] He said simply before taking a seat. He noticed the innkeeper was clearly taken back as the coins were easily worth 3 times as much as the damages to the table.

 Hark gathered his plate up and walked over to man whos life he had just said and sat down casually eating the quail leg he had started on before the scuffle. After he finished he looked over at the man, [color=007236]"Well you clearly don't seam half as drunk as you were acting over there"[/color] He started, [color=007236]"So what was the deal with your little stunt there?"[/color]