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She gave a shrug to Sevilin, it didn't really matter what he thought about it since she wasn't actually runing. She'd seen his eyes narrow and knew if she was runing she was about to be in trouble. But she wasn't. Reaching over she casually plucked one of Piper's grapes from the bunch and popped it into her mouth about the same time Arthur brought up wind to mess with her. Letting out a cry of alarm at what was going to happen to her carefully done hair, she felt the grape go down whole and began to cough and choke. Oh yeah, that was attractive. She slapped her chest lightly and eventually felt the grape dislodge, swallowing it down. That mixed with the wind in her face which kept her from breathing, did not make her a happy camper. She turned and narrowed her eyes at Arthur. He was definitely going to pay for that one. Calmly she dropped down and scribed the wind rune, though she made sure her lines were extra thick so he'd get teh full blast of air. It was probably strong enough both in roar and power to knock him back out of his chair.

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Eliot looked back to the arc and saw yellow eyes flash there for a moment. Her heart began to race and she tried to pull away from her partner but he was persistant and would not let her leave.

A smell drifted across her nose and her breath caguth. Here? How could they Be here?

She didn't have time to look for Warren, she turned around, allowed her fangs to come out and smartly bit her partner on the shoulder. He let her go and she tore off towards the arch.

she burst through it as she allowed her whole body into her wolf form, her white robes melting itno her skin, making her fur white as snow.

She looke dinto the blankess befor eher, and growled deep in her throat.

Arthur smiled at the result of his winds messing around with the female drow, though he was a bit worried when she choked on the grape but that ended on a good note. But it started something worse for him as Zahara quickly went underneath the table which Arthur raised his eyebrow in wonder. "What's she doing?" And for the answer he was given a large gust of wind to worry about as it pushed against him hard, and the end result maybe him falling off his chair. Though Sevilin came to his rescue and erased the runics after a period of time, but Arthur couldn't noticed that the drow waited for a little bit before doing that, maybe the elf liked watching him in that state of danger. "One more thing Piper and then it's over..." Another wave of his hand as a cloud appeared directly over Zahara's head so it wouldn't hit Piper and with a crackle and boom tiny bits of hard ice started to rain down and hit the female drow on the head. "There we go." He muttered with a smile and waited for a couple of minutes before discharging the spell.

Three forms jumped eliot almost the instant that growl reached her throat. Tracking her had been difficult these past months. She had been moving around alot, on soemthing they couldn't track. But finally the high and mighty wolf had touched land and given them some purchase to stick their noses.

A jaw clamped around her neck, and something knocked her feet from under her. As soon as they were done with this job, they could start hunting the others. The queer ears swivled back in a parody of rightous anger.

They grappled over the coins, letting their new freind do as she would. they could always find her later if they wanted to.

Of course she yanked her hands back as a chucnk of ice smacked into her knucles. Ow. Thus she turned to Arthur and whack, right upside his head with the back of her palm, before she placed her hands on her hips and narrowed her eyes in that almost motherly way of catching your children poking one another when you told them to stop touching each other. "Stop it...there, I get the last offense in." Turning back to her friend, flicking a bit of ice off the drow's head before going back to fixing the woman's hair, though that turned into soothing petting really as Zahara started to cry and Arthur got a dirty look before Piper moved to the woman's side and noticed her nose bleeding. Taking of the long veiling of her sleeve, she bunched it some and lightly blotted at said blood...clothes could always be washed.

And Sevilin wanted to hurt something small and pale. Pity he had two choices to that huh, but he only looked to Arthur with narrowed eyes, smirking some as Piper hit him. Women were pack creatures, you never messed with one when there was another around. Oh the things he could do to him...though he remained quiet. Arthur would get his in the morning during training...if he thought the meditation he was doing now was hard...just wait till he had to do it upside down, bracing on his hands in a handstand and then on one hand. That would be fun. "Foolish child..." Piper was taking care of Zahara, so he merely kept to himself on that issue as well.

Phearu walked into the strange store that had little traffic, thus when a potential customer waltz in, the owner was burting with excitement. "Huz, Ian Akarlzid, hope effin tut who nurdle naddle." The commmon tongue of commers was his specialty. If you were a commoner, you would have understood every word of what he said.

Of course Arthur didn't see the whack coming and when it did he yelled a sharp "Ow!" and rubbed the back of his head as he got the evil eye from Piper and now he was the bad guy for letting loose some hail onto Zahara. God everytime he went a little bad everyone turned right on him but then they can do whatever they want to him? Arthur cursed mentally and sighed but his thoughts were blocked out by the sound of Zahara starting to cry, her voice struck him as cold as the ice struck her and a sad look in his eye appeared and he sighed in guilt; not even caring about the glare he got from Piper again. Slowly Arthur looked downwards in shame as if he was caught stealing from his parents and couldn't even look them straight in the eye, plus he knew for a fact Sevilin was going to do something to him, if it was suppose to happen now or later, but the words that came from the male drow let Arthur knew his punishment was for later which he cursed light in the head for bringing it on him. "Sorry Zahara I got carried away..." He mumbled, it could be barely heard by humans but with those with better hearing could easily pick up what Arthur had said as he sat there in guilt for making Zahara cry.