With a heartworn sigh Geoff reached once more for his stave, waving it at the hole near the bard's feet and causing the wooden planks to grow and reform back as they had been before the pixie blood had done away with them. It looks like it was going to be another one of those nights, the ones where the entire tavern would've been reduced to rubble if if hadn't been for his magical abilities keep the place together.

Even as he pondered the problem Geoff's eye caught sight of the bright glow coming from out in the yard. Leaping up over the bar, scattering several mugs across the floor as he went, Geoff ran for the yard, only to be faced with a raging inferno already doing its best to eat the stables and all the horses inside whole as the frightened beast screamed in terror from within their stalls. Moving swiftly over to a wooden pedestal set near the front gates Geoff took hold of a large crystal hanging beside a sign stating:
[center][h3][color=fdc68a]In Case Of [color=ed1c24]Fire[/color], Break Crystal.
Only In Case Of [color=ed1c24]Fire[/color], At No Other Time.
Honest, Only In Case Of [color=ed1c24]Fire[/color].
We Really [color=f7941d][b]REALLY[/b][/color] Means This![/color][/h3][/center]
Moving as close to the blaze as he'd dare Geoff lifted the crystal as high as he could and threw it down onto the cobblestones, his face twisting in fear as he watched the fragile stone smash apart, shattering into thousands of piece.

A moment later the crystal fragments seemed to melt, puddling together before rising up to take on the form of a large pair of breasts. Geoff rubbed his eyes hard with his fingers, this was the reason he hated having to deal with Her, even if Her services were invaluable at times like these. By the time he looked back the woman's body had fully formed as She stood hovering in front of the half-troll with a broad smile on Her face.
[center][hider=Nerys][img]http://i.imgur.com/h1aV3R6.png[/img][/hider][/center]
[color=00aeef]"Mmm, [sup][b]called me[/b][/sup] out to play, [sub][b]have you,[/b][/sub] my Love..?"[/color] The spirit purred, her voice as thick as sin and just as deadly. As the words bubbled out between her lips the spirit ran its hands over its body, tempting Geoff to follow them down to a place he knew would cause nothing but trouble.

[color=39b54a]"We don't have time to play Nerys,"[/color] Geoff said, trying to keep his voice from wavering as he gestured towards the blazing inferno inching its way towards the tavern full of customers. [color=39b54a]"Do something about that, quickly!"[/color] He barked, trying to draw the nymph's gaze away from his staff. They both knew what she wanted from him, and Geoff had to make sure he got the tricky sprite to do her duty before she got too out of hand.

Turning around Nerys leaned forwards as if examining the raging flames, while at the same time lifting her well-shaped ass just high enough to tease Geoff with a clear view of her bubbly goodness. [color=00aeef]"Such a [sub][b]paltry thing[/b][/sub]..."[/color] She sighed with disappointment, [color=00aeef]"And [sup][b]here I[/b][/sup] was hoping [sub][b]for a[/b][/sub] little more [sup][b]fun...[/b][/sup]"[/color]

With that the spirit dove into the flames, her body expanding outwards as a crashing wave, covering the yard, the stables and all around them with an unstoppable torrent of water which smothered every last flame. When she was done Nerys pulled her body back together, her figure now several storeys high, towering over the Drum in a magnificent display of her femininity. Geoff had to act fast and spinning his stave in his hand he fired off a bolt of pure green energy which struck Nerys... well, let's just say she enjoyed feeling it where it struck and leave it at that, shall we?

As she threw back her head, giving out an exploding cry of orgasmic pleasure Nerys's body began to wither and coalesce, shrinking down and hardening until finally collapsing back into a crystal almost identical to the one Geoff had smashed apart only moments before. [color=00aeef][i]"[sub]... until next time... [/sub]Lover..."[/i][/color] came her last words, whispered on the wind as Geoff moved to place the stone back on the pedestal, ready for the next time some damn fool magic user coughed in the wrong place, or whatever the hell had happened to start the blaze in the first place.

Storming back towards the Drum Geoff entered the bar with the same rage and fury he'd used to storm the gates of Nezgaroth, a city he'd razed with his own bare hands. [b][color=39b54a]"Right..."[/color][/b] He bellowed, his voice shaking the ceiling timbers, [b][color=39b54a]"Which one of you damn sodding fools set fire to my yard!?!"[/color][/b]