"Do not worry yourself, this is just a simple, harmless survey spell, Captain. Not a,-" "[b]Turn it off![/b]" "Alright, alright." Sharon eventually decided, not wanting to get into an argument with Serphia. Ceasing the spell, the runes and circles that had once appeared all around them vanished just as quickly as they had appeared, and the room turned back to its original state. Looking around at the others in the room, Sharon realized that the spell may not have garnered the best of wishes from the magic phobic Night Elves, all of whom seemed rather upset after his little act. Well, all except Vashi, who almost seemed fascinated, for which she should probably feel lucky that Serphia had her back turned to her. But the spell had also had another benefit, as Serphia had at least left Liaena alone. Something that made Sharon feel justified in scaring the entire room, at least. It was all for a good goal, which raised it above a childish prank. "Greymoon, take whatever looks valuable and bring it with us. We will leave as soon as possible." Sharon called out to Greymoon, before the High Elf turned and walked over to the pile of bones where Liaena was lying. It almost looked like a horrific version of a balloon chair where she sat in the pile of bones. "Liaena, are you alright?" The High Elf asked as he approached the human, as the girl seemed to be fiddling frantically with a potion of some sorts. Leaning forward over the heap of bones, Sharon extended his hand to help her up. "Let's leave this place, shall we?" ---------------------------------- [i]"That was... more exciting than I'd have wanted it to be... "[/i] Sherpa thought as he silently gazed in the direction that RIthrynn's arrow had flown. The only thing worse than a gook with poor trigger discipline was a gook with poor trigger discipline coupled with excellent aim! But even though Rithrynn had been mere inches from impaling his head with another one of the Night Elves ridiculously oversized arrows, Sherpa shrugged it off. It was not like Rithrynn had loaded another arrow into her bow yet. What more harm could she do? ... That might have been a foolishly naive question, Sherpa suddenly realized.. "There are a lot of things going on, Rithrynn... " Sherpa slowly began to talk in a calm voice, despite almost having died a second ago. "But, here; I lack the time to tell you, I am afraid." Taking a few more steps forward, Sherpa now stood right in front of Rithrynn. Staring at her for a moment, the High Elf suddenly let forth a smile as he looked up at the tall Night Elf. "It is good to see you again, Rithrynn."