Ok so there is alot happeneing.
Bailor:
Getting in between some of them Bailor stands with his shield and warhammer lowered, "fellow dwarves and allied orcs, surely this is not how we wish to represent ourselves among the other races. Especially with our alliance with one another. I am certain we can sort this out with violence. If you wish to continue though I shall have to bring my warhammer to bear against those that insist on doing so in the name of my uncle, the great king under the mountain, and he shall hear of the transgressions from both sides."
The dawarfs put down their fists and swards at Bailors words,however the half-orcs dont appear to care. Half orc 2
You cant talk about my Moma that way, she a good woman" He takes a swing at the nearest person. Darwarf 1
Joy Weaver:
Joy had heard of bar room brawls, but had never been in a bar and so had never had the chance to experience one. So she was excited to see that she might get the chance, albeit unexpectedly. The little halfling stood among the dwarves and orcs looking ready to join in. "We probably shouldn't do this, true. But if we're gonna do this, come at me! Show me what you've got!"
She had nothing against orcs, but it seemed Phirosalle was good buddies with one of the dwarves and of course Bailor was a dwarf himself. So Joy kicked things off by leaping into the air to deliver a roundhouse kick to one of the orc's faces. "No killing. Just BRAWL!" Her short little leg only dealt a glancing blow, but at least it connected.
Joy has attacked half orc 4. Her foot got him in the nose and made him sneeze. He laugs at her
you are punney he takes a swing at her. His closed fist comes in fast.
Coraxa:
At first Coraxa was not excited for another fight, she was still sore. Then Joy jumps out and stomps one of the orcs in the face. Oh well bar fights were fun.
It had only been a few night scence she had to defend some one in a brawl. That damn merchants son, Bane Davis. Had her working hard on that last trip. She itched to pull out Tane again. however a bar brawl was not the place however quick she could end things with him in her hands.
Hoping from foot to foot. She makes a fist and pounds in to tue othe palm. Cracks her neck. She taks a defensive stance. Ready for one to attack.
Siting back waiting, none of the Half orcs has noticed her yet
Seraphene:
Seraphene opened her mouth to echo Bailor's call for civility, such as it was, then the pretty elf took up a sword, and Joy joined the brawl. She sighed, but agreed with the halfling, "yes please, if we could avoid any killing, it would be appreciated."
None of the half orcs have noticed Seraphene
Phirosalle:
Phirosalle finds himself armed and staring down a line of half-orcs, which is not at all where he had hoped to find himself.
"Ahhhh! Not in the face, not in the face!" he wails and swings the dagger wildly around him, hoping to keep any attackers from getting too close.
Swining the sward around willy nilly. The orcs have not got to close yet.
D 3 ( charmed ) stays by his side
K'ajoranguarssuak:
At the mere mention of dwarves, Kaj raises his spear, reday to skewer the first dwarf he sees. But he doesn't see any. Just one group of odd-looking orcs and another of short humans with very impressive beards. Normally, he'd attack the orcs without hesitation, but dwarves? Orcs couldn't hold a candle to the sheer wickedness and black malevolence of dwarves.
"Where are the dwarves?" he exclaims, too alarmed to even speak Common. "Where are they?!"
Half Orc 3 takes a leaping jump at D3 but over estimates and is now about to land on Kaj.
Half orc 1 beats on his cheast. He howls in to the rain. He points at Bailor. Makes the come hither motion " come show me your dance"