Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20181125222027/@comment-30014014-20181211151706

"Hmm..." Mordekai's calm persists even as he bucks and weave away from the man's punch, his improvised explosive still at hand, which he starts swinging around, almost like a pair of nun-chuks.

His glare turns to the one named Daniel for a brief moment. Then it turns back to the assaulter. Obviously, mutilating him in a crowded place wasn't really the plan. His encroaching desire to gore is mostly turned to the beasts outside.

He plunges a hand in his pocket, and pulls out something. His initial outrage is turned into a placid calm, as evidence of his voice "Defending one's honor against accusation? Yet you spoke of it so freely. Anyone hearing you speak is going to be hurting about it. None of us have been spared the sight of the dying. Hearing about how the beasts seemed to be enjoying themselves isn't going to help".