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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Festy_Dog" data-source="post: 2342948" data-attributes="member: 2561">Saxon goes to pull up a chair at Dais' table and continue conversation, but is interupted by the mob.Saxon nods and frowns. The typical actions of humanity that he must endure while in their presence, all too often for his own liking. He himself was rarely a target of such intolerance, but their behaviour was still appalling in his eyes. If things turned ugly, he still had some magic left to keep them occupied and allow he and his colleagues to make an exit. Even if the drow may not have been as nice a fellow as he appeared, Saxon's natural sense of balance caused him to sympathise with the underdog.Barbarians.Saxon coughed and made a soft clicking noise. Mzarem reacted by going from idle curiosity to readiness. He stopped chewing at his chunk of meat and sat up, becoming keenly aware of the situation, as much as his canine intellect would allow. Though Saxon didn't want to harm the peasants, he had no qualms with causing damage to the structure (it'd look nicer while the spell was in effect anyway), and he brought his remaining spell to the forefront of his mind.[Readying Entangle, placed to immobilise as many peasants as possible while not blocking an exit, if hostilities commence.]</blockquote>