[Craig]

Wirth the noise coming from the tavern and the images through the window, Rojin broke into a run.

Rojin came crashing through the door, and almost stumbled over one half of the rogue and grimaced. He strode over to one of the patrons, unsure who's party to side with, he suddenly realized the religious signs of Mask on one of the cloaked figures as he passed by. He struck him on the head, unbalancing the cloaked figure and clearly disrupting the spell, then he knocked him over forcefully, the body thudding to the floor. He was about to subdue him with a sound blow to the head, but the man chanted a few words and disappeared, and his blow hit empty air. A floor board creaked beside him and he lashed out, again with no result. Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder, and before he could even react a terrible pain shot into him, making the arm go limp. He whirled around and smashed the now visible cleric in the face with his elbow. The dark figure fell in a heap to the floor, his face noticeably rearranged.