[h2]Marxello Catchanale[/h2]
Quiet... very quiet. Where was Bart? Where was Neil, for that matter? He supposed he couldn't expect them to remain there constantly, but it was getting pretty dark. In fact, the only other visibly-living being there was a winged figure on the roof, swooping into the building shortly afterward. A new member of the guild, or just a random winged monster seeking something?

It wasn't like he could leave her in there, anyway. She'd be obstructive... or worse. Either she had to come out, or he would have to go in after her. Non-lethally, of course, since he had the option. Drawing his weapon with one hand, Mark strode in through the front door, cautiously glancing round as he called out 'Hellooooo? Harpy lady? Come on out... I promise not to kill you, I'm not that sort of Hero... you just need to show yourself first, is all.' It was clear he wasn't being very persuasive, but it was also clear to him, as he began to climb the stairs to the upper floor, that she wasn't going to make an appearance until she could get the drop on him. That was almost always how it worked with monsters, especially those seeking a mate; he was more than ready for it, invoking the Sylph amplifying his reaction speed to account for the inevitable.