Woo!

You smile as Broncus is thrown across the room, Mirian is FURIOUS! Her eyes filled with fire, it's strangely awesome.

Broncus stands slowly from his spot across the tavern and points at the two of you "Crush 'em!"

You watch as two of the goons rush at Mirian, she laughs and flings them over her shoulders. Even drunk, she's graceful and strong. It's incredible to watch.

That is until you feel a fist slam into your own face "You're with the Elf huh?" You hear Broncus say "Think it's funny?"

You smile smugly and spit at his boots "You're damn right I do!" Broncus doesn't see you swing your fist towards your chin. But he feels it, and so do you "Gods, are you made of bricks?"

"Thick Skulled ya milksop!"

"I don't think that's the compliment you obviously think it is" You chuckle as Broncus tries to tackle you and fails as you leapfrog over him.

"Damn peasant!" You feel Broncus throwing punches towards you and dodge them rather clumsily, laughing hysterically all-the-while.

Broncus goes to throw another punch but is stopped when one of his **** men slams into him, you guffaw at him and hold your chest as Mirian walks over to him angrily.