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Týfurkh just stood there, so anxious about missing any reaction of whom he had addressed that he wasn't paying attention to what was happening around him. It was a dangerous position he had moved himself into and his concentration on that one thing only boosted the chances of the carnage reaching his very self. Nothing happened though... not to himself, but especially not with regard to Chres. It seemed as if the man whose name was unknown to Týfurkh had noticed something, but discarded the sensation immediately afterwards. He just continued with what he had been doing just before and Týfurkh saw his chances vanishing into thin air.

Maybe, against all the odds and all plausibility, these weren't the people Bob had referred to after all ? Hard to imagine, but still well within the bounds of the possible at least theoretically. Týfurkh's mind started to think with haste about how to improve his approach. He couldn't except the window of opportunity to remain open for long. Then however there was a disturbance -- one than made him twist around on his heel while his heartbeat punched upwards.

There was... nothing. He looked down, further down, even more so... There was something. A female individual of almost regrettable height that was doomed to induce neck pain while talking to each other. Týfurkh blinked in confusion as his mind connected the dots and remembered the words she had apparently spoken. "Turkey ?" he almost stuttered while trying to figure out if she was affected by the madness or not. The word just made absolutely no sense. However there were no signs of aggression. At least one good thing to know! Slowly his hands moved away from his enormous crossbow and his stance relaxed slightly.

"What gave you that idea about turkeys ? My name is Tý..." It dawned upon him. "Oh!" A decent bit of annoyance blasted right through his control of his facial expression, resulting in a brief, but noticeable glitch. "The others ? What others ?" Týfurkh was too confused to think about Bob having contacted other people with the same story as well. To his excuse one could say however that he had not met Bob any time earlier in his life though in the first place. How could he know that anonymous man's attitude and habits ? It did not slip past his attention though that her request was very specific, thus clearly indicative of her posessing clear knowledge that had to originate from somewhere.

"If you're referring to those people than I guess you can see that for yourself!" He pointed towards the group of other individuals rescuing themselves and others from the tavern via an elaborate magical construct. As they were busy talking though the latter thing started to desintegrate slowly but steadily. An opportunity truly gone -- they'd have to find another way to follow the others now.

Then it burst out of Týfurkh straightforwardly: "Did someone called Bob message you ? Or no..." He sighed. "Did you receive a strange message telling you something about some people you'd have to find here and team up with ? People that might not be aware of your presence and intentions however ?" Inside him, Týfurkh prayed for a short and direct answer. A simple 'yes' would perfectly suffice for him at this point. This wasn't the right place to perform any in-depth analysis and consideration about who might be telling the truth or lies about what. They had to get out of here or a wall of flames wouldn't leave as much as that puddle of blood behind after having consumed them. And if what he was thinking was true than they had yet another reason to hurry up.

The question was... how. He couldn't cast magic steps and ladders, so unless she could do something about that or had other means of fast transport they had to try and get through those buildings still standing somehow.

"I'm Týfurkh. What's your name ?"

An-Hasst turned his head as he heard the familiar voice of Argon nearby. He was in no way surprised that the pround lizardman was accepting the plan they were going to put into action. The hissing in his tone shared some exaggerated similary with a cloud of volcanic gas forced to escape its sizzling pressure vessel via a very narrow crack, but something in the back of his mind told the Skayleigh that this kind of comparison might even be a bit understated when it came to Argon's will to hunt. He wouldn't be surprised to find the lizardman greedly consuming a dead Dorcha, to be honest. And some people claimed that his own kind would be barbaric...

"Three miles ?" he addressed Beren. "So that's half a mile away from the village. Sounds acceptable". An-Hasst gave a nod, then went off to retrieve his stuff. As he was doing so he unavoidably encountered Nicademus in all of his impressively clanking armor. Probably the knight didn't know it, but the statement about 'needing some fresh air' came very close to triggering a spontaneous burst of laughter on the Skayleigh's side. If Nicademus was in true need of fresh air shortly after having strapped on all this metal, what would he be in need off once having fought with his helmet on for a while ? Or, to put the theory the other way round that didn't compromise on the assumption that the knight was a thoughtful man who knew what he did: This had to be a petty excuse for getting outside, so an extra motivation for himself to head out, too.

An-Hasst didn't venture exactly far with that in mind, though... He was stopped by Settionne screaming something to the gods. "And a new set of ears, too!..." the Skayleigh added seconds after the ritual appeared to have reached completion. When had been the last time he had heard the small man to ascend to such a high volume ? He couldn't remember, but at least the outcry had triggered him to stop on his way outside and stay very close to the ritual circle. Maybe there was some truth to all this fuzz and he was still in range for some blessing, too ?

Now he ultimately headed out though, patting Nicademus onto his armor shoulders from behind as he reached the man. "Everything alright ?"

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