Kyle sighed as he watched a man barge into the bar. Kyle waved to the door man so the man would not get a bolt in the back. He raised his voice so it carried across the bar. "Everyone out now !" Kyle barked and the tavern cleared out like the place was on fire. A lot of the guild respected Kyle, leaned into Tavar the barkeep and said "summon the master" It was code for him to dressed up like Kyle on a job. Tavar was telepathic so it would match up and he knew exactly how Kyle would react and what to say.

Kyle looked at the masked man "You must be some kind of idiot, walking in to a guild bar and trying to kill one of his members. Granted if you where to take a shot i would not stop you. This is neutral ground and if i where to respond here i would lose my tender with the Guild. However If you where to attack it would start a war . I am not saying you should not do it. But i would encourage you to think about what you are starting here." Kyle lifted his tanker to his lips as he spoke. He had a dagger up his sleeve he was ready to drop into his hand if things where to go sideways. Shivers eyed the man a poison throwing dart between his index finger and middle ready to throw. Shivers gift was he was impervious to poison and venom.