"Well Aelystair, It has been a pleasure to meet you, but I think..." Gaylia's words were cut off by the sound of breaking bottles and shouting. A drunk soldier was yelling incoherently and stumbling through the streets, a half full tankard in hand. When he caught sight of Aelystair he threw his arms up in the air and lost balance, falling right on his butt. Gaylia let out a snort and turned back to Aelystair. "I think I should be going."