Tiral quietly massaged his forehead as he listened to the fairy's comments, trying to resist the urge to flick the fairy's forehead as she continued on. It was astounding how ignorant such beings were, and though they had done nothing wrong, the mage-knight had hoped that whatever had brought them into existence would be so apt as to give them a little more than pure naivety.

Of course, that self-restraint soon burnt out as soon as he heard that the fairy was won over by a smile.

[i]A smile.[/i]

And so he gave a calm smile towards the offending fairy before flicking her square in the forehead.

"Understand now, then, that people who talk with orcs are the kind of people who would hurt other, more well-intentioned people. Because of that lady, our Captain almost got killed by a blast of energy multiple times this one in scale," he stated, taking a deep breath before shaking his head. He was never one to associate with fairies, as they always ended up causing some problem or another no matter what happened. Indrau's line of questioning would undoubtedly be useful in the long run, but the mage was fairly certain that the culprit had begun talks of this matter long before today.

"Well, the past is the past. That flick should be enough punishment, and hopefully you listen to your friend next time. In any case, I'm going to go see if I can't obtain any information about the spellcaster who caused all of this," he stated, picking up a piece of still-smoldering debris before carefully looking at Indrau's sword. "When's the earliest you can get me a copy of that sigil on paper? While we've seen what this person can do firsthand, we need to understand what they're doing so we can counteract it on a larger scale. If possible, an idea of what it seemed to be composed of would also be quite useful. Catalysts are just as important in this scenario."

After all, a battle was often decided before it even began more often than not.