The caster of said fireball, was no man. In fact, it looked very inhuman. What he saw was in fact a short humanoid creature, grey skinned with a pair of small leathery wings upon its back. It was about half the height of a human with a wicked looking face and a sharp toothed little grin, small horns poking out of its head. In its hands it was holding a two pronged silver fork, acting as a catalyst for its fireball it cast at him. The firebomb sailed toward it but the impish creature flapped its wings and flew above it, distracted for the moment.