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Do as you please childe. Just leave me a snack if you do kill him.

*Roan curled her knees to her chest, shadows coiling around her until only her red eyes could be seen in the dark*

.: I wouldnt go rooting around in here Dag. you never know who you might bump into. :.
.: Like me little toy... :.
.: Yeah, like him. Corbin can only just tap him without dying. You arent ready yet. :.

*Roan watched Dag go, unconcerned*

*he stood frozen solid. Take this was bad he was very wary of ths being he pulled straight out of raons mind, well now there was only one thing left to do. He trned towards the kitchen and raced in. Pinning the bard towards the wall*

TELL ME WHAT YOU ARE DOING TO HER. Or so help me god I will kill you.

I doubt that little man. I doubt it very much

*His energy grew and grew maching the bards step for step. The bard maybe strong for a human but dag had cut his teeth on much tougher stuff all his extra training mad sure he was snapping at corbins and roans heels.*

As Roan had hurled the piece of emerald glass at Corbin he watched its path idly, crossing his eyes as it pierced the thin layer of skin over the bridge of his nose, and imbedded into the bone.

His grin turned to a submissive smirk, and he carelessly removed the glass, dropping it to the floor. Corbin then lit a cigarette, and did as Roan had said. He sat quietly and listened.

By the time Dagoth had entered the kitchen in force, Corbin had just finised with his fifth cigarette, leaving the air around him reeking of the exotic tabacoo smell. He could hear the two argueing inside the kitchen, it wouldn't take any heightened senses to hear that uproar.

He slowly took to his feet with a sigh, and strolled across the tavern floor t'ward the kitchen. As Bard used his vocal blast, Corbin faded and re-appeared behind Dagoth, with a hand on the 'sibling's' right shoulder, supporting him.

Corbin then leaned in to Dagoth and whispered, paying the presence of the Bard no heed.

"Keep it in your pants, 'little brother'. You've alot to learn about the way our lady Roan works, and acts. She herself hasn't killed the b*****d child for a reason, and I beleive I know the reason. So dont kill him, or beat him too badly."

Corbin then raised his eyes, and as the lense of his glasses became partially transparent in the different lighting, he gave the Bard an oddly seductive look, grinning from ear to ear over his cheeks.

He patted Dagoth on the shoulder once, then turned, and headed back to the bar counter to grab a drink.

As he came out of the kitchen and behind the bar, he idly picked up a bottle of absinthe and leaned against the counter with his arms crossed infront of Roan.

"Well i've got a better idea then either of those two. Save for perhaps, the Bard."

Up until this point he had his eyes closed behind his goggle like shades, although as he finished his sentence, he opened the right, looking up at Roan from his arched posture with a vaguely curious look.

.:Besides, im not the oldest of your children, although I do have a more powerful connection. Admit it, you have somthing brewing.:.

Taking the bottle back, he gave her a playful smirk, and turned around, leaning his tail bone against the counter as he took a swig.

"A male siren kinda gives me the creeps, to be perfectly honest. Although I wouldn't rule out the possibility that some sailors would find it appealing.Frankly I've been too caught up in other matters."

After taking another swig of his drink, he started fiddling with the small chip between his fingers again.

Cocking a brow, Corbin then glanced down at the device in the palm of his hand. The wires were trying to penetrate the first layer of skin. Although as the first wire did, the device crackled softly with tiny bolts of electric, before sizzling out.

"Heh. weird."

He then glanced up at Roan, and a sly grin crossed his features. Leaning back cassually, he put on a straight face and spoke in a dull voice.

"By the way, I put your car in a barton garage for an over-haul and paint job. nice big pink flames."