[ooc]Yvonne we don't really use dice here as far as I'm aware there's no need for that and we can't even prove that you rolled that. You can go ahead and put the dice away it's enough to just rp things out for future knowledge.[/ooc]

He liked Yvonne If that's her real name or an alias... up until that exact point in time.

Nosdyn had survived much worse odds than that. His eye, his left eye twitched. VISIBLY twitched. It was a subtle thing but notable for those who were looking AS NOSDYN. For a moment the restaurant became very very quiet. The air around Nosdyn seemed to compress for a moment as his panic aura was shimmered into existence. It would appear as a ripple in the air around Nosdyn for those gifted with the gift of sight. Nosdyn clutched his weapon as Yvonne spoke of matters she knew nothing about. She was an Alerarean, talking nonsense right to Nosdyn's face. He'd fought and earned his place with the people of Stonevale making a meager but peaceful life for himself.

She's....still...talking...? Nosdyn didn't like to fight in such situations unless provoked, and Yvonne had just provoked him. Nosdyn's face, once friendly and kind, became deadly angry. But even despite that, he held restraint. "Shut...UP." Nosdyn suddenly said very quietly. He would forcibly take the satchel away from the kid if there was a serious need to. They had NO idea who they were provoking. Nosdyn looked at Yvonne with a serious expression on his face. "Because you know Scara Brae laws." Nosdyn said, frowning. "I gave the kid an out. I offered him very nicely a chance to return the item HE STOLE back to it's owner. I'm not going to repeat myself. Give. The. Satchel. BACK." He was serious. Nosdyn was a deputy with the guards, and would use force if need be.

To put emphasis on the fact that he was serious, he activated his weapon. The energy blade that was housed within the long haft of his weapon appeared. Shimmering in the air, screaming as of a thousand screaming souls. Some people began to leave the restaurant at that point. Nosdyn did the next thing possible. He turned towards the restaurant manger and looked at him with a nod. "Call William Blake." Nosdyn said calmly. The manager immediately did so, there would be guards present shortly. Things were about to get real.

Nosdyn looked at Yvonne and the fae kid. "What's it going to be now, I'm prepared to back up what I've stated. Are you...?" Nosdyn threatened. "And yes, I know you don't like threats. I've just threatened you. What do you intend to do about it?" Nosdyn was serious. He would play the game if she threw the dice once more.