I walked in to the dragons den

but did not understand the topic to which the two were sparring

One wore green, the other wore purple.

There seemed to be blood soaked shirts.

I considered leaving, but I was curious.

I stood, looking, not starring too intently as to draw ire, but maybe someone would approach, maybe a barmaid to explain the apparent hostilities.

"bar maiden! a beer and and some conversation!" I muttered over the bussling crowd

Uh, I'm not sure that's really helpful to the situation

"have you brought me a drink?"

cringe

The nobleman could see the crowd was not keen on his presence, yet he took a seat.

The nobleman furrowed his brow, looking on mostly in silence, perhaps if he took more time observing the feud he could determine who was the hero and who was the villain.

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