'Well, Osric, wich side would you prefer?' Aelos asked. They were watching a rather odd power display, unable to figure out wich side would be best to accomplish his mission.
'ah, well, you see... I don't want to see myself gutted by some bloodthirsty knights.' Osric replied, his eyes shifting between the knights and the rioters, his knees started shaking and he turned to look at the crest of Aelos' shield. 'Say Brynden, you don't really happen to have a flying horse with you? Because I think that would come in handy right now.'
'Don't be a fool Osric, my shield is enough to protect the both of us.'
The men both joined the group of rioters, without any notice they slowly moved to the front of the mob and showed some disapproving signals towards the knights. "Go back to yer forests you Noldor-lovers, tree-huggers and traitors to the people!" Aelos called out.