@KaiTheWhiteWitch Downing the last of her ale, Elowen stood up and stretched her arms over her head a little, satisfied at the comforting pop! they made. She was about to leave the tavern when a rowdy bunch came in and immediately zoned in on a young human male minding his own business in the corner. Elowen stopped where she was and sighed inwardly in aggravation.
Would these idiots never learn? She wondered.
"Hey piss ant!" Called one of them, their supposed 'leader', a huge brute of a 'man' with a growing beard and big rippling muscles, whose name Elowen never cared to remember. She turned her head to watch as he and his entourage went over to the young man sipping a drink quietly, and with a forceful hand the big man ripped the drink out of his hand and sloshed its contents all over the other man's shirt!
With a shout of anger, the other man then sobered as he looked up at his 'attacker.' "Oh, uh yeah, didn't see you there, Mr...."
"Cut the shit. I told you last week you owed me and my boys money. Money that as of today, you still have yet to pay. Now fork it over or else!" He threatened the younger man with a menacing sneer on his gruff, unshaven features.
"Oh, that? Um, yeah I was gonna...and then it...well..." The nervous man stuttered and stumbled over his words.
"Tell you what, peanut head. Since I'm so generous, I am going to give you pitiful excuse of a man one more chance to cough up the dough. After that?" He spread his fingers in the air lazily as if to further accentuate his point. "After that, me and the boys are gonna get what we are owed, one way or the other. So, if you value your neck, I suggest you don't dawdle any longer." He turned around then, not seeing the scowl on his victim's face as he and buddies turned to go.
But Elowen had heard more than enough and it was time to intervene
again. Stalking up to them, she fixed a fierce glare on her scarred coppery tanned face and butted right in front of the exit, standing there with her arms crossed over her chest. "I take it you didn't get enough of a beating last time." Elowen intensified her glare as all of them stopped to look at her.
"Oh, look it's the red-haired elf again." one of the others said, but the sun elf could detect his nervousness.
Elowen smiled inwardly.
Good. Let them be afraid. "What did I tell you before about beating innocent people up?"
The leader of them growled in her direction. "Leave us be, elf woman. This is none of your concern."
"I'm making it my concern." And with that, she leaped at him and kneed him in the groin,
hard. Punching the nose of one of the others who tried to intervene, breaking it with a snap of bone while blood spilled heavily down his face as he howled in pain. The leader was down on the floor, in his own agony. The other two stepped away from her, clearly scared of getting involved.
"Crazy bitch." the one with the bloody nose choked out, before Elowen backhanded him again in the same spot. He promptly fell unconscious then from the loss of blood and pain. The other two ran out then, and Elowen let them go without any more struggle, although she really wanted to give them something to cry about as well. But she didn't.
"If I see you in here again harassing anyone else, you're going to wish you were never born." Elowen threatened in a dark tone of voice, before giving the leader one more kick to the groin as he tried to get up, promptly falling back down and screaming like a little girl as he did.
The sun elf left the tavern then, the two remaining men on the floor still as they tried to recover from their wounds. Outside the younger man they were harassing came up to her and told her angrily, "I could have handled that, you know. Now everyone's gonna view me as some kind of wuss, being saved by a girl no less!" He hurried off then, shaking his head in dismay.
"No, you couldn't." Elowen said softly, before heading in the direction of the Silver Talons mercenary guild. She had blood on her hands but it was not her own. She would wash it off later. Right now, she had business to attend to.