A ways off in a rather large tree that was in the midst of a clearing sat a young girl that looked about 16. She was dressed all in white with lace and frills about her outfit. Her long hair, which was the same color as her clothing matched the small dove like wings on her back.
The fire was spreading quite a bit around the tavern. The monster that created the disaster had vanished, it seems.
Slipping off the tree branch she was seated on, she considered summoning something to put it out when she heard a voice in her mind.
"Leave it my dear, One of the residence will handle it. We should not disturb them just yet."
The girl started to put, she rather liked that place and didn't want it to be a pile of smoldering ash. Her feathers ruffled.
"Make not that face, my Love. Now, return to me, we have some work to attend to."
Angel narrowed her eyes at no one in particular and decided to do something on her own. First thing to take care of was the fire. Flew over to where the flames were the highest and closed her eyes.
Uttering a spell quietly she pointed to the sky and summoned a rather large serpentine dragon that looked to be made of some kind of liquid. She then pointed to the fire.
As if it knew exactly what she wanted, it opened it's great jaws and unleashed a title wave of water that put out the fire and swept past the tavern. This action created a mist.
With that done, the young lady flew over to the serpent and patted it on the head before it disappeared into nothing.
"There we go."
The winged lass decided to check into the Taven to make sure nobody cooked in there. She popped blinked into existence with a flash right over one of the table. She was floating almost upsidown. Spying the man in a trance, she floated over to him and gave him a light poke.
"Markus? What happened to your face?"
Deep in her mind she heard a sigh of slight irritation at being disobeyed.