Ferezanthe had been enjoying her evening. Honestly.
She had gotten a new adventure on her hands and found some fellows to watch her back for her. 
Fellows that seemed halfway decent at the least.
All was going well, before the incident... Maybe it was Fate challenging her patience once again, laughing as she did so.
She turned and watched as the Cleric and Hunter stepped up to confront the situation.
She took another swig, might as well get another sip before things could get out of hand.
Things like these just happened to smallfolk. It wasn't pretty, but quite frankly this probably wouldn't have been her first time suffering at the hands of cruel people. Considering no one, not even the Barkeep spoke up, this could be an indication thing like this happened before.
"All right boys, why don't you all settle..." She tried, but was completely ignored and watching the two pull out weapons something snapped inside.
A soft chuckle escaped her throat, slowly as she felt the current of her own magic spring to life inside of her, lighting up her eyes before she called out in mild humour:

"There once was a duo in Evergrim
Who both were shockingly dim,
They kicked a barmaid
Who then got aid
From three men and a chick with Lightning." 

Her eyes now focussed on the two.
"Bring it you *****!"

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OC: Is there a map tavern map online, so I may know my distance between the two? Did you have it on discord yet?