Janus looks at the orc with bewilderment and an arched eyebrow. He shakes his head and approaches the villagers with whom the 'others' were talking.
"Do you mind?" He indicates to a vacant chair and sits before any of them can raise an objection.
"I do apologies for the disruption." Janus continues as soft, soothing music begins to play with a wave of his hand.
"My friends and I mean no harm; the way of the warrior is not to be fathomed by peace loving folk, such as you and I." He continues, as a icy hand coalesces at his should with another way of his hand.
"I must admit such disruptions do make an evening more memorable, do they not? Perhaps a drink is in order, to celebrate such an occasion." The hand drifts lazily over to the bar, icy crystals tinkling to the floor as the music continues.
"Myself I prefer a mulled wine, good for digestion, I am told. But you sirs, perhaps the inkeeps finest ale, yes?" The hand gathers the drinks one by one. Delicately places the drinks on a tray, much to the innkeeper’s astonishment and then drifts back to the table where it serves the drinks to the flabbergasted villagers.
"Let me chill that for you." Janus proclaims with a wink, once again waving a hand. The tankards immediately frost over, the outsides beading over with the sudden chill.
"So tell me friends, of the young girl and her mysterious companion?"
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Prodigious use of ghost sound, Mage hand and prestidigitation.
Trying to wow the locals and take their minds of the altercation.
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