The wind that surged trough the streets of Stormwind was ravaging every house. Bricks seem to fly of roofs and buildings and were dangerous objects in the sky. Lovela grabbed her shield and stood close by the man protecting them both against the flying objects. Her mouth still covered by the scarf, she screamed above the stormy wind that her devices were in the dwarven bank. Walking ever so slowly trough the streets they finally passed underneath the big arches that separated the dwarven district from Old town. Suddenly she bumped into someone, not able to see further then her shield allowed her, she looked down only to be surprised to find a goblin girl.<br/><br/>"Erm.. Are you ok goblin? Aren't you to far away from your fellow green ones?" She looked over her shoulder to the magus man, awaiting his response to this rather peculiar situation.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>