Ralth looked concerned at Taimaine. Effortlessly he was able to snatch the feather out from the trapped logs with the stick, but he didn't really care about it. He stood up and looked at his friend. [b]"Tai, calm down. I... I know West Harbor isn't the safest place on the Sword Coast, but come on! It's the middle of the day, and even bandits wouldn't be so foolish as to attack us now. I mean... Yeah, sure Wyl is full of himself, but he's not the only soldier here you know? The militia is still here, and if there's anything they can't find, I'm sure Daeghun or Tarmas would have discovered something already."[/b] Ralth never really had Tai's danger sense, but he did have a rather calming aura. It was certainly helpful when he has to deal with rowdy people or wild animals. [b]"Come on, I'm sure it's just your life as a mercenary that's getting to your head. You see danger around every corner and can't help but feel paranoid for it. But don't worry! I'm here for you, aren't I? And I'm not going to let anything bad happen to you, not today."[/b]

((There will be something happening later, but not during the day. When the festival is over, than things will get intense. If you'd like we could skip over to then. There will be a lot of fighting, and not against mere bandits...))