“Okay, I suggest you explain [b]right now[/b] Rune” Liam growled, the young man having gone from blanched to acquiring blotchy spots of anger of his cheeks as he observed Liaena’s amusement. “Or—or I will recommend you for latrine cleaning duty. For a month.”

“It’s not that complicated really” Liaena said dryly. “There was a demon. I tried to shrink it. But someone mixed up my potions, and I ended up accidently dosing her with love potion. She saw Kitty first. Most unfortunate”

“Pretty sure there was more to it than that”

Kathlin mumbled. Liam stared at her. “That—that doesn’t explain anything! Why is there a demon!? How did it get here!? Will there be more??”

“Semantics”

“Wha….[i][b]those are not semantics! Do you even know what that words means!?”[/b][/i]

“Calm down, dear” Kathlin beseeched, casting a quick glance at over at the paladins who had started to take an interest. Liam’s voice had risen to a high-pitched infuriated squeak as he glowered at Liaena. “Li [i]is[/i] trying to help. Actually, the demon bit is more my fault”

“……”

The priest’s mouth clacked shut, before giving her a sharp look at that admission. “….That’s ridiculous. Don’t say that”

“Anyway”  Liaena cut in “Source of demon notwithstanding -- we’re making an ambush for her. If I give you a location and a time, can you pass on the message and get the paladins over there?”

“….not easily! I’m hardly their usual tactician!” Liam frowned. “Besides, they’ll want to talk to you”

“Er, no”

Liaena shook her head curtly, before looking around quickly to check for observers. Liam’s earlier outburst notwithstanding, it was evident the people of the square had enough to do to bother themselves with their posse. “You can tell them the message is from me, [i]that’ll[/i] probably make them sit up. But I don’t feel like being arrested. Also, they’re going to need air support”

“…what?”

The girl shifted a fragment of parchment out of her pocket and a pencil, licking the lead before she put it to the paper to scrawl a few shapes. “This is Stormwind. These are the northern mountains”

Liam stared at the parchment as it was pushed at him. “….try harder, Rune”

“Shall I do it, Li?”

“….what?” Liaena frowned at the pair, before adopting a defensive look as she glanced at her handiwork. “Everyone’s a critic.”