Sorren ran after Mira, not bothering to yank his arm from her grasp considering she was probably more accustomed to this sort of than he was. It didn't take him long to realize that they had been surrounded, and he let out an audible groan when they came to a halt and the pirate relinquished her hold on him. Sure, his magic was nothing to laugh at, but he wasn't in the business of fighting these men. That would just get him in even more trouble. They were just doing their jobs, after all. He peered out above Mira's head at the street, his expression becoming deadpan when he saw the number of guards. Really? All this? For a weasel??? You'd think that they had kidnapped the princess or something outrageous. Considering the tone of the knight, who seemed to be in charge of this expedition, used in his call for surrender, he could tell the man was probably thinking the same thing. The elf was pretty sure he heard the other soldiers snickering under their helmets. She just had to pick that specific weasel.

He stepped back when Mira gasped, raising an eyebrow and asking, [color=A2C257]"What is it?"[/color] She kept spelling out 'Sparky' for the weasel, who had a bit of trouble at first, but soon was shrilly squeaking the name out at the group blocking their path. He looked from Mira, to the weasel, to the guards, and back in confusion for a moment before simply shaking his head. He didn't know who or what Sparky was, but she seemed to think that it would somehow magically get them out of this. He figured asking questions was pointless since he was most likely about to find out what all this hullabaloo was about. He was seriously debating on just using a cloaking spell and hightailing it out of here, but he wasn't sure if he would be able to slip past the guards before it wore off. Invisibility had never been one of his stronger subjects. He made a mental note to change that when he got out of this mess.