Tevyn's initial reaction to Allister and Lurik's appearance right in front of him was, understandably, a few silent seconds of wide-eyed awe. Before he answered with words, he took the rider's hand and hoisted himself onto Lurik's back, 'running' up the reptile's leg to get up faster. Once off the ground, he held onto whatever was most convenient, be it a part of the saddle or just the beast's skin. "Nice lizard," He finally commented, looking towards the ground to make sure his own was alright.<br/><br/>Maya had him safely clinging to her, though the long claws in such close proximity to her unarmoured torso was making her a tad uncomfortable. "So, uh, I'm not sure if you understand me, but could you maybe not squeeze so hard?" She asked the small tarrasque, nudging Moira's sides to get the goat moving alongside the others. The only response she got was a squeak and an even tighter squeeze. The poor thing was obviously fairly spooked, and falling off a moving goat wouldn't be good for its health, so she just gave a huff and dealt with it. On the ride out, she took potshots at shadows that got too close, but otherwise conserved ammunition.<br/><br/>Not so for Tevyn, who wasted no time in popping off shots at anything spooky and monstery. His 'bullets' of magic could at least recharge, so he wasn't wasting anything, just peppering them a bit to make the upcoming fight a bit less tough. Though honestly, he'd rather not be fighting a horrifying abomination. He came into town hoping for a good breakfast and a place to rest, not all this bullcrap. As fun as blasting things in their general face-like area was, there were days when a guy needed a day off, and having said day off interrupted was never fun for anybody.