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Selena rolled her eyes at the antics of this so called Doctor. Gremlins rarely left their cold island, but this one was obviously somewhat... eccentric. Smoke began to drift towards her from his pipe, so she whistled a note under her breath. A moment later, the smoke twitched and curled into a dragon that flew across towards the gremlin, startling him before dispersing in a quiet puffy explosion.

Having entertained herself, Selena turned her attention back to Helena, who as far as she could tell was in charge. Whilst she waited for her to speak, Selena began to hum quietly, as if to herself, suffusing her voice with Power to calm and focus.

"Ouch!", groans the doctor from a crumpled pile on the floor which he so heartily embraced with his face moments earlier."Bloomin' elves" he exclaims, gathering the contents of his satchel which has tipped open all over the floor around him, "I do hope that was not an attack on me for our people's conjoined history. I too regret having seen the elves in battle, believe me arrow scars on yer nelly ain't a good thing for business, but YOUR people invaded our island, we may be mildly adorable, but that gives you no reason to attempt to enslave us!"

"Ouch!", groans the doctor from a crumpled pile on the floor which he so heartily embraced with his face moments earlier."Bloomin' elves" he exclaims, gathering the contents of his satchel which has tipped open all over the floor around him, "I do hope that was not an attack on me for our people's conjoined history. I too regret having seen the elves in battle, believe me arrow scars on yer nelly ain't a good thing for business, but YOUR people invaded our island, we may be mildly adorable, but that gives you no reason to attempt to enslave us!"

(damn accidentally quoted instead of modifying, stupid RC01234, stupid)

Sir Mornin claps enthusiastically with a big grin. "do it again!" he says to the elf.

"Alright, alright!" shrieks Krokul from behind the stool, "I'll shoosh, can't talk and drink at the same time anyway."  he murmurs, sipping some more of the wine from the wine bottle, which he was promptly stashing in his satchel.

Dancing accepted the token of peace from the proud woman warrior, and followed her silently and respectfully to the Taurian Ranger. His own followers fell in behind him, showing their support and intimidating some of the locals.

Leo crosses his arms and spectates the situation, examining all the new faces.

The party, and the citizens of the town, hear a horrible screeching roar that shakes them to the bones, ink poo an to those in the bar, a dragolich, a terrible undead Dragon, has flown in from the forests and has started attacking the town. It hasn't reached the bar yet, but it will soon. You can't kill this monster, at least, not yet, but you can run away.

Helana looks at the ceiling and swears in elvish. "All right people, time to go, if that's what I think it is it can kill all of us, our best choice is to make for the woods, group together and stick to the shadows if you want to live" she dashes out the door.

Dancing, visibly shaken but silent, nods to his men, who prepare their bows.

"We will distract the beast!" he shouts to Helena, "Head towards the sun and we will pull it away!"

Theroc stands, grabbing his shield and muttering, "I've learned my lesson with dragons." Despite his words, he seems to want to fight it. Fortunately, he realizes the wisdom in running and quickly follows Helana.

Having noted the reluctance of her companions to fight the dragon, Selena took her sword by the handle and swung it in a blurring arc, sheathing it across her back as she followed them out of the door. As she stepped into the open, a shadow rushed overhead and in the distance screams could be heard. Dancing Hawk drew his bow and swiftly headed for what cover there was, keeping his eyes alert for the beast.

After a few moments rapidly examining her environment, Selena dropped to one knee and touched her outstretched fingers to the dusty track, eyes glowing softly. With a glance she confirmed the direction those fleeing had chosen, and murmured a sentence. A faint but noticeable tremor danced through the compact earth, and a cloud of fine dust lifted into the air before catching on the faint wind, obscuring them from sight for hopefully the few minutes it would take them to find safety. She heard Dancing Hawk swear, and focused again, shifting dust from his sight to allow him a clear shot.

With a movement she stood, igniting fireballs around her fists, and strode to join Theroc by the corner of the Inn.

 Nova continued to walk, and knew Master was close. It seemed like the lich was moving about the heart of the forest. As Nova moved toward where the lich was sensed, a shadow came from above, and, looking up, noticed a dragolich riding towards some destination. "I wonder what fun you will bring to someone," Nova thought with a chuckle....

Mornin sheaths his sword and latches his shield on his back. He then runs out the door and in a mighty leap lands on his horse. He then yells "hee-yah!" as he speeds off in pursuit of his companions.

"Hey, my day keeps on getting better and better!", Leo shouted before joining the other mercenaries to fight the abomination, drawing his cutlass.