Tyreus spoke about leaving her to aspenâ€™s healing and walked to the center of the tavern. Curiosity lead her to watch the manâ€™s movements. Then turned to aspen who gently took her leg preparing to heal it.<span style="color: #40FF00">, "This will hurt a bit because I have to directly touch your wound."</span>She winced for a moment expecting tremendous pain as her ears listened to just some of the conversation around the tavern. The man Tyreus spoke about being half dragon. It occurred then that was the reason he smelt a little like mountain fire.<br/><br/><span style="color: #40FF00">"If thee does not put pressure upon thy foot for an hour, thee will be healed enough to walk out of the gates. Another hour of no pressure and thee will be fully healed. Does anything else ail thee?"</span>She yanked her head back to aspen and nodded for a second before forgetting that speaking would be appropriate.<br/><br/><span style="color: #40FFFF">â€œ Yes that is fine i apologize for being troublesome , i am sorry if i have distracted you from the various words of those in the tavern. But thank you. â€œ </span>Then caught the words of Arklan.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: #FF0000">They do, however come in handy if you know how to use them. Sometimes outsmarting your enemy is more important than a simple show of power. But that's not all I'm good for. I'm not bad with a scythe, and my skill with daggers are on almost on par with the best. You won't find a quicker man in all of Alisar. I'd say that more than makes up for my lack of arcane ability."</span>Well she couldnâ€™t simply stand up so instead she tapped her glass to catch a little attention.<br/><br/><span style="color: #40FFFF">â€œ i wish to thank Aspen for the healing. I am forever grateful. My name Aliyasa Kirov. A traveling...elf. I hail from a  small city of the northern Illiander land. Skilled at archery. So distance fighting if you will. Now aspen i do not wish to take the light for much longer. Please speak.â€ </span>