[Aesha]

The drunken man took one pace towards Sheetro, then his lower lip curl in annoyance as it was clear the half-elven girl was not going to be an easy prize. He took another quaff of beer, and was evidently furious at the insults Sheetro had thrown at him. Finishing off the tankard, he slammed the wooden mug down on the bar counter with forced aggression and turned back to the pink-haired girl.

"Oh yeah? I'd watch your tongue if I were you, girly. Sayin' those sort of things could get you into trouble, yeah?"

He made a change in his stance that suggested he was planning to reach out and grab Sheetro forcefully, but just at that moment, Darker came back from his small venture where he had been shoved into a table, and immediately the thug's attention switched back to the half-elf of a darker origin. He ignored the sentence he said to Sheetro, then strangely, burst out laughing when Darker addressed him personally.

"Honour? Hah, a dark elf with honour, that's somethin' new." He paused, and flicked a thumb briefly towards Sheetro. "Anyway, I'm busy yeah? Are you gonna leave or am I gonna have to make ya?"

Emphasising the thread he took a menacing step towards Darker. Whilst it was true that the man was bigger and stronger than the half elf, his consumed amount of alcohol was obviously as he staggered slightly on his feet, which would only be to Darker's advantage.