[color=fff200][h3]Alaira Taenn[/h3][/color]
Alaira had graciously accepted the offer, not wanting anything to do with the cave as she simply nodded and scampered off... A few bandits had actually been alive it seemed. She took care of that. She spent her time away keeping watch, and looting corpses. She didn't really find anything of note, a flask of spoiled ale, an incomplete deck of cards and... jackpot, twelve coppers! That was halfway to a free pint of mead! She pocketed the coppers, there was no way in hell Ssarak might object to that... She'd feared he might try to take her new axe though.

Her thoughts were interrupted by... Screaming and violence. Great. She looked back, somewhat bored as she noticed the near half-dozen wretches... Well, it was probably time to head back anyway. Lucky her, they weren't in that... place anymore. She ran towards the battle, looking up with some confusion as Ssarak took flight... what was going on? the fight was here... right? Understanding apparently dawned on her as she heard him speak... Ah, someone was running off? couldn't have that! [color=fff200][b]"I got him!"[/b][/color] She cried, dashing off in the direction he was facing, assisted by Aeromancy... She wasn't seeing anything, but they were fucking psychomancers, and her hearing was good enough she'd definitely hear his footfalls... Or hers... Whatever. [color=fff200][b]"Come out and I'll make it quick! If you make me hunt you I'm taking my sweet time..."[/b][/color]