Tepe had only just managed to notice Andra's motion in time to move himself away from the soon flipping table as well. He continued to observe from that distance as the boy threatened Reibe, a major mistake.
"You know, Reibe. He does have a point about Strider. He does often leave at the brink of action. But it's also one of those Sith Hunter trad-" he stopped the sentence short as he received a more than a cold glance from Reibe.
At the moment when the boy drew his lightsaber, a cane hit his arm rather strongly. A seemingly old Feeorin man stood strong at 2.2 meters next to him and stared at the boy intensely, even if you could see from your first look at hims that he was blind as a bat. He gripped his cane strongly with one hand, so he had no trouble balancing himself, telling also of the cane's use for a blind man, even if he didn't seem to use it necessarily to tap a path ahead of him. For that he used some other technique still unrevealed to them.
"Lower your weapon, brash one" he said in a dark and deep tone of voice that could easily match that of Darth Vader's. From the man's attire one could see he was an old journeyman and what robes he seemed to wear were tattered, worn and at least a generation or two old. There were no weapons on the man except for the cane, which made sense since a blind man can't shoot too well at anything, even if they knew where their enemy was. The Feeorin turned his eyes one by one to glance at the rest of the people sitting at the table before turning to stare at the brash young man again.
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