Mhenlo noticed the mummy-thing moving towards an alleyway in his peripheral vision, so, assuming it was going to hide, he dropped lower into his stance.  However, he heard something coming behind him, but it wasn't on the ground.  He turned his head to find someone flying through the air at him that had been tripped up by some barrels that had appeared behind him.  Mhenlo jumped through the air, flipping over the oncoming person, and landing safely back on the ground, which caused the flying person to crash directly into the oncoming guards.<br/><br/>"Well," he said to himself, "that was easier than expected."  He turned and followed the mummy-thing to the alley, only to almost run into it.  "Whoops! Pardon me!" he said as he changed direction and followed.  He noticed that it was carrying what appeared to be a half-elf over its shoulder.<br/><br/>"I take it you decided to get mixed up in this, too, no?"<br/><br/>----------<br/><br/>Vidaar sighed as only one guard actually tripped on the trap he had tried to use to delay them further.  He saw the mummy-thing running straight for the alley in which he was hidden.<br/><br/>"Don't bring them--" he began, but was stopped short as guards had already spotted him.  He was about to get up to run, but the mummy-thing had already made it to him and proceeded to sling him over its shoulder.  "The hell?!"  On the way back out of the alley, it almost ran into a rather handsome monk.<span style="font-style: italic">Gods, I've got to stop doing that...checking guys out while I'm in a predicament...</span><br/><br/>"Whoops! Pardon me!" the monk exclaimed as he almost collided with with the mummy-thing.  He then began running behind the two, and he made eye contact with Vidaar.<br/><br/>"I take it you decided to get mixed up in this, too, no?" asked the monk.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Such dreamy eyes!</span>thought Vidaar.<span style="font-style: italic">STOP!  Stop it!  Answer his question.</span>"Yeah, it seems so," he answered aloud.  He then turned his attention to mummy-thing.  "You didn't happen to grab my wolf, did you?"<br/><br/><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!</span></span></span><br/><br/>"That'd be a no..."  Vidaar turned his head to look behind them (in front of him, really) and found Silas bounding after them all, hackles raised, fangs bared, ready to tear someone's throat out.  Silas managed to get close and was snipping at the mummy-thing's heels, grabbing a loose bandage in an attempt to trip it and save his "master".