Shela rose a thick brown as she watched the half-orc enter the so called tavern and throw the eyewing down on the bar top. Tilting her head to the side she jumped down off the bail of hay, heavy boots hitting the floor with a thud before walking over to it. 

	"I say, I say, that is a good job!" she said as she picked it up be the wing. "Those creature be nasty little buggers alone, if they swarm they be those things nightmares are made of. And you sealed it, well done you beast of a creature, well done indeed!" she said before dropped it back on the bar top and walking over to the wagon, crawling into the back and making quiet the ruckus as she dug out some vials from the box. 

	"Alpha? Who he be talking about? That loud mouth with the bow?" Shela asked as she hopped down and walked over to Fiona.

	"Yo Red, hold these while I cut this thing open. That goo hit anything but the eyewings skin or glass and it will harden right up and be useless. So once it starts flowing, fill a vial and plug the vial with another pushed into the top and don't you be letting it touch your skin or you can say bye bye to that pretty complexion of yours."