[center][h2][b][color=20B2AA] Jandar Varan [/color][/b][/h2][h3][color=20B2AA]Winged Boar Inn, Askavi[/color][/h3][/center]
[color=20B2AA][i]So either they [i]are[/i] rebels or just a bunch of disgruntled Eyriens,[/i][/color] Jandar thought sarcastically to himself, though he was also well aware Terreile hadn’t been how it should be for a long while. And at least these people saw the root cause of it; certain people’s corruption that had spread almost throughout the whole land. It was a wonder there was still a Queen such as Fatima left – one that seemed to actually [i]care[/i] for Terreille, something that was apparently a rarity in this Realm. 

[color=20B2AA]“Be careful if you [i]do[/i] go,”[/color] Jandar warned Fatima, though he was fairly certain she would go, and already knew to be cautious. But really, all that coating a mountain in blood was dramatic. It wasn’t as if Fatima had an army, and while there were plenty of Eyriens, there were only Jassen and himself to go against them. [color=20B2AA][i]A small barrel worth of blood at most, that.[/i][/color] It was a morbid consideration, but if these warriors were so eager to spill blood, Jandar would oblige them. [color=20B2AA]“So that’s how it’s going to be, after all,”[/color] he commented, rather peacefully – perhaps resigned, even. He vanished the bow and arrows with a touch – they’d be useless in such close quarters – and summoned his sabre and shield. Fighting multiple opponents alongside a stranger who had a dislike for him wasn’t going to be pretty, but Jandar hoped Jassen was aware that in such a situation watching each other’s back was not only optimal but necessary.

[color=20B2AA]“Show me what Eyrien warriors are made of, then,”[/color] Jandar called out to the group, admittedly getting fired up about testing his mettle in a real fight. The tournaments he’d been in so far might have been ferociously competitive and a good way to better his own skills, but this would be something else; a real battle, though a small-scale one. There was also the fact that Eyriens weren’t as common in Kaeleer and were said to be fiercer in Terreille. He supposed he’d get to see exactly what they were like. The thought of going against such a well-known warrior race made him grin as he took a fighting stance, eyeing each opponent. He’d start on the defensive, not only because they were outnumbered and he had to learn a bit about the warriors he was about to face, but because Jassen, a technical ally of his, was also an unknown.