[ This bard is extraordinarily good at dodging, it's almost as if he's got an unnatural skill of luck, because certainly it's not his dexterity. He tries to catch a man who's being pushed his way, but accidentally trips him instead. ]

Dreadfully sorry, mind how you go!

[ He pulls the man up with one hand and helps him dust off before he leaps back into the fray. ]

Xenk Yendar, what a lovely name. It's nice to meet you - I wish it had been under more peaceful circumstances!

I am Aziraphale, a purveyor of fine books.

[ But clearly not just a bookseller, as he pulls aside someone who looks worse for wear, and tuts at him, touching what seems to be a large gash and making it healed. ]

I suppose that wasn't as bad as it looked. Though do be careful, and maybe sit the next few out, won't you?