Prying eyes looked about the Rocking Horse pub, curious and confused. Most of them fixated upon the visage of the White Wizard Shuhei, sitting at the bar and others looked to each other for answers as to why such a person chose such a place. The air smelled of musk, the light was dim and the floors were unclean. Definitely not the kind of place one would take a woman, at least not one that couldn't handle herself in a brawl. The bartender slammed a large mug in front of Shuhei and glared at him with his good eye while the other seemed to look where it wanted. "Wizards Drink free mate..." The overweight bartender said in a deep tone with a hint of resentment towards the Wizard Saint. Shuhei clutched the handle of the mug of ale and downed it, paying no attention to those who glared and didn't respond to the Bartenders attitude. Though still upset from loosing his guild and dirty and tired from spending all night digging graves, the reason for the White Wizard being in such an armpit of a pub was not simply to have a drink. In fact, the reason was much simpler.
Two men, two very large men, much larger than Shuhei, sat up from their tables and walked over to the mage and stood behind him. "Oy..." The fatter one said. Shuhei's grip around the handle of his mug tightened and very quickly, Shuhei swung his arm behind him breaking the glass over the head of the one who spoke sending him to the floor unconscious. Shuhei dropped the handle which broke off of the mug and punched the second one in the gut, knocking the wind out of him in one swift motion, causing the man to pass out. Immediately every single delinquent and rugged looking drifter stood up. Shuhei's eyes glimmered slightly as he looked throughout the crowd. His eagle like eyes quickly spotted one delinquent with the physique of a mage and the reason for him coming to a pub known for conspicuous gatherings was realized.
Quickly they started to come at him one after the other. Some broke bottles over the tables at which they sat for weapons, but most of them just charged at him. Shuhei grabbed the stool next to him and swung it forward, breaking it over the head of the first one. His arm reached out towards the next, clutching the bandits shirt and pulled him back, tossing him behind him over the bar. Shuhei ducked as one tried to slice his throat with a broken bottle and swept his leg under the bandits tripping him. He proceeded to open his hand and chop the wrist of another one with a broken bottle, causing him to drop his weapon and then quickly jabbed the mans throat causing him to choke and back up, falling over a table breaking it. Left and right they fell after one blow until there were no more. The one with the mages physique was also nowhere in sight. Though the swinging door at the other end of the pub that was still swinging hinted that he couldn't have gotten far...
Two men, two very large men, much larger than Shuhei, sat up from their tables and walked over to the mage and stood behind him. "Oy..." The fatter one said. Shuhei's grip around the handle of his mug tightened and very quickly, Shuhei swung his arm behind him breaking the glass over the head of the one who spoke sending him to the floor unconscious. Shuhei dropped the handle which broke off of the mug and punched the second one in the gut, knocking the wind out of him in one swift motion, causing the man to pass out. Immediately every single delinquent and rugged looking drifter stood up. Shuhei's eyes glimmered slightly as he looked throughout the crowd. His eagle like eyes quickly spotted one delinquent with the physique of a mage and the reason for him coming to a pub known for conspicuous gatherings was realized.
Quickly they started to come at him one after the other. Some broke bottles over the tables at which they sat for weapons, but most of them just charged at him. Shuhei grabbed the stool next to him and swung it forward, breaking it over the head of the first one. His arm reached out towards the next, clutching the bandits shirt and pulled him back, tossing him behind him over the bar. Shuhei ducked as one tried to slice his throat with a broken bottle and swept his leg under the bandits tripping him. He proceeded to open his hand and chop the wrist of another one with a broken bottle, causing him to drop his weapon and then quickly jabbed the mans throat causing him to choke and back up, falling over a table breaking it. Left and right they fell after one blow until there were no more. The one with the mages physique was also nowhere in sight. Though the swinging door at the other end of the pub that was still swinging hinted that he couldn't have gotten far...