Well, it seemed like the bard quite rightly didn't seem too keen on letting Rivia reach him. Not with that murderous intent around her at the very least. Quite understandable really, what else would you do when you saw a wolf person coming to rip your throat out? However, as he launched the projectiles at Rivia, intercepting her own rather than be dissuaded by the barriage coming her way, instead as a chair came at her while atop a table, she shifted her weight to turn and jump towards and atop of it. You see, she had this great plan of launching herself off of it and over to the bard with a feat of superhuman strength and ability. However, she failed to take into account the bard could probably just drop the chair as she tried it. You know, just in case she could actually do it. So why wouldn't he?
Crashing to the ground with the chair, she grabbed it to deflect the other projectiles, growling in annoyance. Throwing the chair at the projectiles as the partygoers scattered from around her, she rolled behind a table to assess her next move before she heard and saw a hulking figure over her. One of stronger looking guys who had been with the bard and Rin had come over to intercept her it seemed. You see, she much preferred this to fighting some flying chair or bowl. Speaking of which, she had to roll out of the way before a bowl of hot soup crashed down where she was.
Eyes darting around, she got into a low stance, ready to fight the man and get to the bard to stop his annoying tricks when another loud voice filled the room. It was a voice familiar to Rivia, causing her ears to twitch for a moment before she stole a glance back. It was Auriel. Wait, wait, wait. That person attacking was a
fellow hero?! Rivia was that shocked that she forgot about the projectiles until she realised a bunch of cutlery was coming at her, barely rising her dagger in time to deflect some forks and knives from hitting her. Though it did cut her cheek slightly. It was only once she heard the king telling everyone to stop that the projectiles did, though Rivia's eyes continued to dart from the bard, to the fighter and a glance behind her at Vincent.
Rivia was so confused. Why was Cole and Ferr in trouble? This mad woman was the one who attacked them! Rather reluctantly, Rivia lowered her weapons which no doubt caused a nice sigh of relief from the fighter in front of her. He didn't seem keen on fighting her, so suppose he lucked out here.
Now Rivia couldn't follow this conversation at all. It seemed like everyone was getting mad with everyone? Cole seemed upset, the King seemed upset, Auriel seemed upset. What on earth was this complex situation? For someone as 'simple' as Rivia, she mightn't ever understand politics and human dynamics. At least she was certainly hopeless with it right now anyway. All she knew was that Ferr was walking off. Unsure, she followed after Ferr as it seemed that Auriel and Cole were caught up with the king. Besides, maybe Ferr could explain what was going on to her?
"Ferr...what happened? Rivia is confused. Why is everyone angry with everyone? Why aren't we fighting anymore?" Catching up to Ferr, she grabbed at his sleeve the moment she could to try and get him to stop.