Shadilinn leaned back in her seat , aware that the owner had went to deal with a small scuffle. Her mind was reeling on what exactly was missing in her spell. This spell wasn't taught to her at all, and the reason she had gotten this far was plug and play. Her teeth bit at her lips as the bird's dead body was begging to smell bad. So it was time to light the body on fire. Just before she could delve into her bag again, a man walked over slipping into the seat next to her. For some reason it seemed unfit to burn a dead body near a lonesome person. Nah, who was she kidding?<br/><br/>Her hand delved into her bag pulling out an object that could create a flame. The name of the object was foreign to her.It did do the trick though. Red, orange, and yellow flames licked the deadened feathers only to later engulf the entire bird. Once the flames completely ate up the body she doused a cup of water over it. All the while ignoring the bitter words forming from the tavern folk. The ashes of the bird rested on her ritual blanket which made the clean up eassier. Her hand swept the blanket up, and shoved it into her bag.<br/><br/>Not too long later a tallish woman slid into the seat with the man sitting behind her. Great. More chance to be talked about it. None the less she would remain and deal with eating for now. She had ordered a slack lick sandwich. Whatever ingrideants that were in it were beyond her. The sandwich was gone in a matter of minutes. Whatever was to come is well ..not important at the moment.