[center][h2][color=a1410d]Ethodi[/color][/h2]

Ethodi, having ignored for the most parts the strange creatures that entered the tavern was disturbed by the Griffen's sudden taste for violence, picking up and moving her whole table with her as she decided to slither away from the action. [@Griffintaur]

She looked around, watching the commotion for a bit. The man on the railing above seemed precarious, [@Dark Light] and so she moved the table to her final resting place and returned, laying out an intricate coil below him. She watched as he stumbled just too far back over the side. He got caught just before he would hit her, by the end of her tail. His screaming however didn't stop too much, as of course, she was in parts no better to be caught by. She wondered if he would make a good meal, and absentmindedly began restricting her hold, though, with her hungry and satisfied for the moment, she released him onto his own feet and waved her hand off for him to go running. Neither a glace no moments attention was paid to him after such the moment. 

[@Zyx]

With her table lifted up behind her, the naga had made her way to the section where the wraiths seemed hesitant to follow. One or two of them were swatted away with her tail and that seemed sufficient to keep them from trying anything different. Having repositioned her table near the tall figures she relaxed once again and once again began to reinscribe her circular tablets, though she couldn't help but watch the game the figure was playing against itself. 

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