Skippy bounded up to Kyra. As short as he was, it took him awhile to notice that there was something green standing by one of her legs. Curious, Skippy couched down on his animal hind legs so he could get a better view. When he saw it was one of the Goblins from earlier, he decided to coax it out.<br/><br/>"Hey, come on out. The enemies are gone, so we're safe now," Skippy said.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF00">"Let's just get going," Lysonna said, following a few feet behind the dragon out of the brush. "We're almost to the capitol. If we're lucky, we'll be able to find a nice tavern before night fall."<br/><br/>The Elf woman glanced at Nymeri, knowing that he probably wanted to go straight to wherever it was he needed to go to report in. Lysonna, however, wanted to save that visit to just before they would leave.</span><br/><br/>"Yes the city!" Skippy said excitedly, quickly standing. He moved to rush ahead, but stopped in mid-step as if suddenly remembering something. Skippy whirled around on his clawed toes to look at Black with his large black eyes.<br/><br/>Then, he ran to join him. "So, back to what we were talking about before! How'd you do that spell where you made me move? What else can you do? Do you think there are others who can use magic in the big city? I wish I could learn... but someone said my race doesn't have an..." he paused, taking a breath and stumbling over the word that the mage had used. "Aptor... Aptim... Attitude..."<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF00">Lysonna shook her head. "Well, before we get going, is anyone injured?"</span>