Quilrith frowned. Not even a proper night into the town, and things were already going sour. She didn't know who these two men were, or who this flutist was, but she could definitely feel the animosity against the small one. In times like these, she had always been taught to act on her instinct, and in this case, her instinct was to hopefully try and diffuse the situation. She stepped by the halfling, holding out her palm towards the brutes as if she were constructing an imaginary barrier separating the two opposing forces. Looking around, Quilrith could feel her courage falter a little, noticing the lack of assistance for the flutist. Perhaps she was making a mistake...

No, she was doing the right thing. If no one was going to stand up for this man, she had to. Steeling herself, she announced her intent to the two men. [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/12096]"You're not going to do anything unless I say so," Quilrith warned.[/url] Even if the Halfling had "tupped" one of the wives of the two men, it wasn't up to these two to declare judgment on this man. Hopefully her words would scare the men straight enough to at least quell their anger, so everybody can be heard out.