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"Aye ma'am, will do."

Watching the woman disapear up the stairway, Aria chuckled and bounced the coin purse on the palm of her hand before snatching it from the air and tucking it away out of sight. Whistling a merry ditty, she executed an about-face and strolled back to where Clavian and her traveling mountain awaited her. Wreathed in smiles, her pretty face tilted up to look at Smiley as she spoke.

"Got us work with the scary lady. If the birdman comes back, you feel free to take him down and pluck him, all right darlin'?"

Humming, she removed a length of bow-string from a small weather-proof pouch hung from the quiver at her side. Looping it over one end of the massive bow, she held it carefully between her boots as she strained slightly to bend the wood to allow the other end of the string to be secured in place. The bow, once strung, stood as tall as her shoulder, seeming far too large to be drawn by someone so dainty in appearance. As though no one had informed her of the fact, the elf gave the well-oiled string a testing pluck.

"We'll just wait out here, cover the Avariels escape routes."

She lifted her head, shading her soft green eyes with one hand as she stared up at the clock tower. It was a far shot to make, but with the benefit of her massive friend's shoulders to stand on, she'd have no trouble making her mark.

"Think I can take him from here. It's as good a spot as any."

The beast cocked his head as his pet entered into negotions. She then said something about keeping an eye on him. Such a considerate pet she was. Such a silly notion a pet keeping an eye on him. The hulking monster let out a low growling sigh and eased his stance looking around for a place to sit. Finding a nearby bench. He plotted over, gingerly taking a seat. the bench squeaking under his weight. His pet scampered back something about a job, which was good, meant food and ale later. The beast stood up to it's full height. He reached back drawing a very large, very heavy sword and a relatively small throwing ax named Sarge and frisbee respectively. It was time to clip that annoying bird thing's wings.

The elf woman turned her head sharply to glare at the second archer who'd just tried to take out the Avariel. Granted, her glare was as intimidating a kitten's, but then again, she did come equiped with 300lbs+ of scary troll-muscle.

"Oi! What do you think you're doing?!"

The pirate captain stormed out of the clock tower, his day was already shot and now it seemed like someone was following him. He was not a hppy pirate and his head hurt, but more importantly his rum was gone. He made his way into the way into the square a bit stopping to figure out what his next step should be.

A haze of smoke drifted lazily through the air over the rooftops, bringing with it the distant smell of burning thatch; Clavian's eyes drew back along the path being traced in the sky to where the smoke was rising in thick oily clouds, the undersides being illuminated briefly by the dancing of flames before darkening.
Ducking through the crowd, he made off onto a sidestreet heading in the general direction of the smoke, which, already, seemed to be disappating.

Surely no bucket-chain could be that efficient...

(hope its ok if i jump in here,lemme know of any mistakes I make.) An elf wearing dark clothing is just coming into the square with a huge bag of fish held over his shoulder and his belt with around 4 wine bottles roped to it whistles a old elven song.he sees Arianna's pet troll as they ran and he stops whistling. "lemme see...big possibly flesh eating creature in the city...Meh i'm sure the guards'll do somthin' about it" he takes a sip from 1 of the wine bottles and has a look of disgust on his face right after "UGH! This tastes like Orc dung!" He tosses the bottle away and realizes that the troll is following some1."great, first the wine goes bad now a trolls chasin' some1!!" he runs after it even though he has no weapon, but its so far ahead that he stays about 30 feet behind it. "Damn! Its to far ahead!" he looks at his sack of fish. "well looks like i'm skippin' diner today." he says angerly. He drops the fish and speeds up a little but still not enough.

Clavian halted at the sound of his name, turning to look over his shoulder. The now familiar silhouette of the troll and his elven companion were hard to miss, and he waited till they caught up to where he stood.

"Ah, we meet again," he said, a slight chuckle in his voice. Jerking a thumb towards the direction of the rapidly fading smoke, he asked "Coming to see what we can do to help with that? Or, at least, salvage from it..."

seeing his student not to far infront of him walking down the street with some woman in tow, he lands and walks up to about 10 feet from Gale. "Its been awhile Gale, whos the girl." he said as if this was a casual conversation.

"None of your buisness Pidgeon." Gale said drawing his sword.

"Id thought id finaly let you test Gale. What say you." Daien said with an underlying motif behind his words. Drawing his sword he steped into his stance ready for anything.