Maira motioned a wave to Keldan as she manages to get up on her feet on her own. She could still handle herself though, her light tolerance has always an embarrassment, seeing her kind are considered the burliest amongst the races. "I can manage" she said with a chuckle, she lightly trips but got a grip of the bard's shoulders. "A nice walk could help clear my head."

 Regardless of that explosion earlier the evening was relatively calm. Though not in par with Riften's, cold and preying atmosphere which she is much used to, it's nice to not always expect thugs to jump at you at any given time.  Maira smirked at Keldan's reassurance as they stepped out of the inn "Hey, not that I have a problem with that." jesting aside the orc appreciates the woman's word of honor. It's a rare thing to encounter, from where the orc was coming from. "You didn't need to stay for me you know. I can still quite take care of myself." She said right before tripping on a loose pebble. She gave the bard a guilty stare "[i]Quite[/i]."

As they passed by the blacksmith's Maira peeked above the elevated building where they could see the rest of the gang on their way to the commotion. "I wonder what's that all about."