Rising behind a knocked over table, Tabetha seethed with anger. Not only did some dwarf interrupt her conversation, that very dwarf caused a commotion of epic proportions. Not only would the Order be implicated in this, she would too. Though she had nothing to do with the fight, she was member of the Order and one who failed to stop the the situation from escalating. She would have her share of responsiblities.

Before she could say or do anything else, it wasn't long before guards came in to arrest the perpetrators. As she readied herself to explain what happened, a drunk elf with the Order's symbol came in. "Who's that?" she said to herself.

"Hey you *hic* guards, I know one of the dwarfs your looking, loooking, licking? Looking for. His name is, is, Argus. Oops!" A guard was knocked down. Then another and then some more. Walking over to the other dwarf the elf suddenly punches Glodin in the face. "Now that guards are out the way. TIME FOR THE BIGGEST BAR BRAWL EVER!" 

"I don't believe this!" Tabetha said astounded. "Are these really men of the Order? They act more like ruffians!" As she looked on, fighting erupted everywhere with the main focus between the elf, Glodin and the female dwarf. The fighting quickly went outside and cursing vehemently, Tabetha slipped outside and followed the three just in time to see Glodin grab a hold of his hammer.

"You there!" She yelled pointing at the dark skinned dwarf "What is your problem? Have you lived under a rock for too long? If you got a problem the first thing you should not do is punch someone in the nose! Look at this mess you created! I don't know what it is with you dwarfs and your inclination towards violence in the bar but if you insist on murdering each other at first sight, find a place elsewhere preferably AWAY from other people and then have your stupid fight."

She looked at the other Templars with disapproving looks. "You call youself templars? Scoundrels more like it. And what were you thinking hitting the city guards? Think of the reputation of the Order. Sunderland was it? I'll be sure to report this incident to her."

She walked towards the dark skinned dwarf, stopping some twenty paces from the dwarf with her right hand ready to draw her short sword. "I can see you are no ordinary dwarf but you've caused too great a commotion to be let off. Will you come quietly?"