Hearing someone who dares to make her the joke Krusten spins around and looks at the man with menacing eyes. "Who is this, a drunk, that thinks to insult their Queen? You are lucky there is no dueling in this town because I would put you down for one now!"
"A drunk. Aye, perhaps. But how can one insult their Queen if that Queen is no Queen of theirs? Besides, a Queen would not bother with the opinion of not only a drunk but also a peasant. Surely, ye must have other more important matters to worry of than to wander into a lowly tavern and proclaiming yourself, profusely, against not one, but multiple drunks? Being a Queen and all. Good day ma'am." Alzhalim walks out, shaking his head.
The Town's loud Tavern Wench dares the Having a Laugh of which silly Alzhalim accepted. Alzhalim attempts to tell a joke, but it is so flat that no one laughs so someone lets out a few farts. Alzhalim has not the Joker Skill but unwisely thinks to be better than the Tavern's Challenge much to detriment of Alzhalim. What an embarrassing situation! That brings on some giddy laughs.
Krusten hears the man's failed humor and using this as a perfect rebuttal she starts to laugh when he fails the joke. She turns to the crowd and says, "Don't you all get it… he is not telling a joke he IS the joke!"
"As predictable as you are eager to watch others fail. Bad property for a "Queen", being predictable. You really laid in wait for this to happen. It only confirms to me that you truly have nothing better to do than sit in a tavern all day laughing at those you deem unworthy. Not a queen at all, m'lady, but a mere bully. And a desperate one at that. Must be because you didn't have a comeback ready for my last words."
Thorin makes it back to the town in time to see Kristen and the stranger having a go at each other. Amused by it he sits quietly in the background looking on while having a glass of fine wine.
Annoyed and angered by the self proclaimed Queen, Alzhalim notices the man sitting in the back of the room sipping wine, he sees a grin on his face. Alzhalim snaps out of his fixation on correcting and smiles to himself. "Keep that eastern temperament in check Al, this might bite you in the rear one day… " He whispers to himself. Alzhalim decides to point his annoyance to the challenge set up by the Tavern Wench. "Let's have a go, Wilbur!"
The Town's drunkard Tavern Wench insists on the Hand wrestling competition of which ridiculous Alzhalim accepted. Hand wrestling is not for street dogs or ally cats so Alzhalim is regarded as needing some meat and skill! Alzhalim has not the Hand Wrestling Skill but unwisely thinks to be better than the Tavern's Challenge much to detriment of Alzhalim. What an embarrassing situation! That brings on some giddy laughs.