[ Gods, all this talking. Patience worn thin, Iorveth snaps: ]
Enough of this.
[ Hawklike, he lashes out and snatches the halberd out of the unsuspecting dwarf's hands, twirling it deftly before hitting the guard with the blunt end of it. The man crumples, and poor Susanna's father, stunned, fumbles with his quarterstaff to retaliate.
"Oh no, no, I'm not getting paid for this!" He squares up, ready for combat, though it's evident by his sloppy stance that he hasn't done this in a while; he almost trips over his own feet when he lunges at Astarion, obviously finding the one-eyed elf with a halberd far less appealing to attack than the unarmed, pale high elf. ]
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Enough of this.
[ Hawklike, he lashes out and snatches the halberd out of the unsuspecting dwarf's hands, twirling it deftly before hitting the guard with the blunt end of it. The man crumples, and poor Susanna's father, stunned, fumbles with his quarterstaff to retaliate.
"Oh no, no, I'm not getting paid for this!" He squares up, ready for combat, though it's evident by his sloppy stance that he hasn't done this in a while; he almost trips over his own feet when he lunges at Astarion, obviously finding the one-eyed elf with a halberd far less appealing to attack than the unarmed, pale high elf. ]