[color=MediumVioletRed][center][h1]Dullin[/h1][/center][/color] Dulling reached for her wand when the window cracked. She knew spirits could be fickle things, and her question very easily could have angered the spirit. With a sigh of relief she leaned against the wall as Rinaldo left. At least they had gotten some important information. [color=MediumVioletRed]"if it's a hag, the fishermen are likely de-"[/color] Dullin began to think allow, but her words where cut off by an unruly woman's bickering. She stood flabbergasted as the stranger berated her for her insecure question. She merely rolled her eyes as the foxgirl sauntered off, not even given the time to prepare a counterclaim. Dullin couldn't help but clench her fist and shake it angrily at the rude woman. [color=MediumVioletRed]"ugh! Why that arrogant little..."[/color] Her protest where cut off this time by her new scaly companion. As his words hit her, as did the begrudging revelation that, indeed, her question was irrelevant. With a heavy sigh of defeat, she slowly followed after. Maybe a drink was exactly what she needed.