Well my dear, looks like you need to slow down just a bit. says smiling at her friend

Flashes of Red, Blue, and Green light up the night sky, you hear what sound like explosions off in the distance, and it keeps getting brighter and louder, almost as if a war was just rolling in on Sinatorium.



Rakar! How could you align yourself with those monsters? Especially after how they all but vanquished our race? Do you favor Genocide?

Barbus throws yet another ball of lightning at a flying object that looks strangely familliar.

You are welcome. I don't believe that we have met. My name is RéAnna.

so whats the uproar with the beast? has no one with a beasts touch tried to soothe it?

With her hands on her knees bending down, now just shy of 2 or so feet,,catches her breath, "I was working on my new table in my hobbit cave (and for those of you who do not know)which is not place of the dead...but my humble home." With great excitement in her voice, "The turtle shell that was left after Boromir took the meat, for his fine soup, I dragged home."

*Phara bows her head to acknowledge.* Pleased to meet you, ReAnna, very pretty name, I am Phara.

Barbus's evil twin brother swirves left and right in the air avoiding powerful spells from hitting him. He hisses as he throws blue lightning from his fingertips trying to slow his brother down.

He hisses before speaking. What makes you think life is better here on this surface? These pathetic weak surfacedwellers should all die for all I care!" he screams throwing another lightning bolt that partially hits Barbus's left wing.

Don't you see the demon's grant us the underdark if we work with him!" he reasons as his eyes turn red.

**The fight gets confusing as both are twins and one cannot see which is which**

Nice to meet you as well. raises her glass as a toast.

Phara does so in kind, once again acknowledging ReAnna.

"Hello Phara!" turns to glance at Jericho and comments, "Hmmm,,,How is your hand my friend...did you have any trouble with the soup yesterday?" She giggles and thinks to herself how she showed him for trying to fake her.

if that's the case, I have no brother, I shall not stand by and watch you destroy another world, especially knowing that you are too ignorant to see that this is a place where there are more than pathetic surface dwellers, I know a few of them that could kill both of us without breaking a sweat.

*Throws a bright green fireball back at his brother clipping a wing but not dropping him from the sky*

How dare you think for a minute that I am going to share the underdark with the likes of you and those demons? I will start with you, and kill each and every one of those demons, saving Luciforean for last.

since everyone is unfamilur to me i will introduce myself, i am a warrior and mercenary named draven

Hears the commotion outside and goes to look out of one of the tavern's windows. Seeing Barbus and what looks like another Barbus both fighting in midair.

*Jericho isn't paying attention to the halfling or anyone else. He walks outside to watch the battle between Barbus and the other flying elf*

How do you do, Draven?

Hello Draven, well met. I am RéAnna.

*Phara turns and walks towards Jericho.* Might I have a word with you, sir?

*Rathil comes running down the street as fast as possible towards the two warring elves in the air. He sees Barbus fighting and pulls out a wand pointing it at the two. He can't seem to get a clear shot so he just waits*

In a moment, *Jericho says pointing to the sky*

This battle seems to be a little more pressing currently

"Rakashar till a mar!" Rakar chants as a dozen hand size black imps attack Barbus. They give out a uneerie screeching noise as they try to attach themselves knawing onto the dark elfs body.

Barbus gets furiated and casts a heat shield dropping the imps off of him and dives in the air grabbing his evil brother by the hips.

Boromir is sweating in the musty tavern and decides to open the windows a bit to get some much needed fresh evening air.