Kaliv raised an eyebrow as the entire inn was sent sprawling into unconsciousness. A sly grin cocked up his face, the sudden, raw and passionate emotion he had a few seconds ago draining from his expression. "Well, that makes things alot easier." He smirked at felicity, "I told you I was a good speech giver. I totally had you going with that." He grinned playfully, sitting down as if nothing happened with the rest of the group. "Though I think the owner is wondering why his crotch is hurting." Kaliv grinned in a mischevious manner, seeing the man winded. Leaning against a pillar and groaning with pain. "Never underestimate how painfull that is." His eye had that mischevious, boyish twinkle in it before he resumed his normal state. He hefted the book he had rented onto the table. "We'll rest for the night, then we'll head northeast tomorrow."
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