"[color=9e0b0f]Oh, uhh, okay.[/color]" Blik said, seeming very clearly confused and more than a little surprised by the whole 'not getting cut up and murdered dead' turn of events.  "[color=9e0b0f]Okay boss I be going now.  Uhhh, going home.  Going.  Now.  Okay bye![/color]".  She took a tentative step sway from the group of violent big folk, then another, then spun around and took off at a sprint.  As she skidded past the guards and their cart at the town square and careened off towards the gate, the man accosting Galen let out a startled cry- having been too focused on harassing the half-drow to pay attention to his surroundings.

 "[color=aba000]Oye!  Tha fuck is this about!  You missed one![/color]"  The guard said, releasing his hold on Galen  while brandishing his sword wildly in the direction the goblin had headed.  After a few moments of embarrassed silence, he looked to his partner, who was currently smirking at the wild display.  With a grunt, he forcefully sheathed his sword and rounded on Galen once again.  "[color=aba000]Hmph.  Get yer damn pack and fuck off then.  I'm still watchin' you, so don't you get any fancy notions into your head or your pretty face will be the least of your problems.[/color]"