A skirmish broke out in the crowded guestroom.
The Earl howled and barked, waving his arms wildly in the air as he decried the greed and shamelessness that the Sorcerer's Association had displayed. He was on the verge of punching them in the face, but the sorcerers calmly halted his acts with all kinds of magic.
Finally, an outstandingly courteous sorcerer patted the back of the Earl's head, asking in amusement, "Blown off all your steam yet, My Lord?"
"I. Do. Not. Accept. Such. A. Heinous. Extortion! No one would be fucking willing to accept this bloody extortion! I am going to sue all of you in the Sorcerer Association!" The Earl shrieked, but his body did not budge;