Skippy was still sitting at the table, and had been waiting for the she-demon to reply, but a loud thud outside made him forget just about everything else. The Anithrope pushed his chair back and ran outside, following the two guys who seemed to already be well acquainted with each other, as they rarely seemed to separate.<br/><br/>When Skippy saw the red dragon, it was as if he suddenly got a case of lock-jaw. The usually non-stop talking Anithrope had finally found a reason to stay quiet. His heart beat quickened and for the first time since leaving his territory, he felt fear. Dragons were predators, he knew, and he had the instincts of a squirrel. Skippy also knew that he smelled like one too, and was worried that the dragon might decide he was appetizing. It was this fear that kept him from moving around the two men in front of him and getting a closer look at the dragon. Although, Skippy felt that they wouldn't be much protection from such a killing machine.<br/><br/>~~~~~<br/><br/><span style="color: #40FF00">Upon entering the cottage with Nymeri, Lysonna knew she would soon be heading back outside. She hoped to get to learn a few things about the others in their helter-skelter group before hand though. Lysonna could smell the meat in the stew, and the smell alone made her stomach churn as she thought about the poor critter that was killed to make the meal.<br/><br/>Before the human with the black blood, and the other human with the white hair went outside, quickly followed by the Anithrope, Lysonna had heard the thud, but she had thought it to be some sort of magic. Surely no dragons would be so far from their home.<br/><br/>She was quickly proven wrong however when she looked out the window and saw the two men actually <span style="font-style: italic">talking</span> to the creature. Lysonna turned to the other Elf. "Care to go meet the dragon?" she asked him.</span><br/><br/>~~~~~<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">The innkeeper helped himself to a bowl of the stew that the she-demon had offered. He looked to the Squirrel Anithrope and was about to ask him why the demons had seemed so intent on killing all of them, when he suddenly got up and ran outside.<br/><br/>The middle-aged man shrugged and went back to eating, still wondering where his life was headed now that he had been forced to leave everything that he had known.</span>