Severus watched the scene with amusement. "Typical... Fellow Nord can't keep his hands to himself.. Nor keeping his damn mouth shut... Pathetic." He thought.
He saw a girl- No, woman, he berated himself, approach him. He cocked his head. It was a fellow creature of the night. He smirked under his hood, his mouth and part of his nose visible.
He looked back over at the fight. "No doubt the guards will come in and arrest the innocent. Law... It's so... Dull and non efficient.." Severus decided that the tavern had enough. Hulda was still in danger, plus the Argonian. He started to grin at the impending doom for the 'fellow kin' he would have to 'teach manners' too. The Khajiit and Argonian were no less equals to him. From what they have shown so far, they were definately equals. In some cases... More.
The fellow vampire would have to wait for the upcoming pleasent chat, he decided. The tall, slim, pale hooded man stood, and calmly strode over to them. They finally had noticed him, his heavy leather like boots banging on the hardwood floor. He knew how to get their attention.
"Ah, a fellow Kinsmen! Want to lend me a hand? Seems these lesser beasts don't know their place." The Nord and even the Khajiit stopped their little fight. The Argonian stared, and Hulda was about to faint. No doubt from a Nord being noble from the fact of Ulfric and his men claiming the thrown, and lots of Nords anywhere, getting to do what they pleased. Even if it was violating a woman, let alone a bartender.
Severus spoke, the silky deep voice rang out like death snaking all around them. "Perhaps you're right... They don't know their... Correct place." His eyes narrowed and he lowered his hood with both hands. His neatly shaped eyebrow rose slowly, seemingly perfectly. His eyes left no room for questioning as he continued. "But neither... Do you." The fellow Nord's wrist was grabbed in a flash, the Khajiit's grip was loosened as a result. Severus snapped the poor insulting Nord's wrist back, making him kneel and begging to stop. "You want me to stop? Then I suggest... You act like a true Man, than a rude impulant child. Respect women. They have just the same rights in nature as you... As well as our fellow reptillians and cats. Now... if I'm not mistaken.." He pushed the wrist back even farther, the Nord winced in pain. "The guards will come... And take these two away.. What I want you to do, is tell them it was all a big misunderstanding, and tell them that a nice, kind Nord help you in a... Shall we say Diplomatic Dispute..? Hm?" The man kneeling nodded frantically. The pale Nord that had him in his grasp looked over at the other two. His deep voice holding no question as he pinned them with a steady glare. "That, goes for you two. If I ever.. See you 'mudcrab people' acting like pathetic loons again... Let's just say you won't just be receiving a sore wrist." He looked down at the helpless man. Severus crouched next to him and got in his face, and talked slowly and carefully as if talking to a child. "Get... Out. Now..." He violently released the Nord and all three men scampered off, bolting out of the doors and not surprisingly, knocking the oncomming guards. He chuckeled as he heard their frantic explanation. Some 'men' they were.
Severus stood up and spun around on his heel toward the two 'beasts' and the barkeeper. To what appeared to be him reaching for his knife, he took out three sacks of coin. "I know it's a shame they truely can't take their idiotic tendencies back.. But I'm sure this is more than enough for you." He tossed the bags in their direction. "I'm sure 150 gold is enough for recuperation."
He didn't smell one Khajiit oh no.. He smelled more. During the commotion he thought he heard something run away in a hurry. The smell was youthful. He would have to leave it be for now. Not that the youth were perhaps stealing was any of his business. Hulda would have to hire guards perhaps.
(OOC: Man that was long!)