Varren manages to dodge his attackers fists and counter with a strong sword blow to the man's back. The hit sends blood spraying onto Varren's face and the man tumbling to the ground.
Thadeus' mace indeed strikes true...and hard. With a single powerful blow, he dislocates his opponent's arm, which now hangs limply at the man's side. Strangely, this doesn't seem to cause him any alarm or discomfort. Instead, the hatred in his eyes burns hotter as he licks his lips. In a low, grating voice he utters, "The fat one will taste better uncooked, I believe."
Alexander continues to meditate
[sblock]You detect no hint of chaos roiling within the two men, but its dangerous and destructive presence is found within your minstrel companion Erasmus[/sblock]