Things were getting out of hand, the rising shouts of fear and increasing chaos amongst the Aviari was going to cause an incident any moment now. Soon it wouldn't matter who they were or how they got here, there'd be innocent blood spilled and Parin could see it coming from her spot in the rigging. Trouble was brewing, but Parin couldn't sit idly by and let it happen. Very aware that everyone would be looking at her if she revealed herself, Parin elegantly climbed back down the rigging and dropped on the deck. Placing a hand on her throat, she enhanced her voice so she was easier heard without actually being louder with just a bit of magic.<span style="color: blue">"Everyone! Calm down, please, lower your weapons, no one means anyone any harm here. We're all nor-... we're all mostly normal people in a stressful situation."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: green">"Parin!" </span>The snake-tailed pixie squeeled in glee and flew over to Parin's shoulder, who patted Mirri gently on the head with two fingers. "Hey again Mirri" Parin smiled, before rushing over towards the main group on the deck before W'ineton blew someone up or the warrior stabbed someone.<span style="color: blue">"Ogun, Please don't harm the children. Warrior, hold your blade, we're not your enemy. Miss W'ineton... Please just calm down, that spell must've taken a lot out of you."</span>Parin was covering her soaked top with one arm, while her tail was still wrapped around her waist, giving her some basic decency despite her soaked clothing granting her none. She stepped in front of Darion, standing quite a bit smaller than the trained fighter.<span style="color: blue">"Please, Warrior, I don't know your name, but you can lower your weapon. I am Parin Severin of the Tyrus clan of Vulpari. Most of us who just arrived here were a group of people residing in a... bar... in the city of Hunth, of which miss W'ineton there was the owner. I say was, because for reasons I don't yet understand some very very powerful demon, along with it's minions attacked the bar, and likely the city. With the building coming down on us, Miss W'ineton used a spell to teleport us away. From the looks of you and your people, you've been through something that can't have been much better than what happened to us, but please, we don't mean harm and couldn't survive in the water."</span><br/><br/>After a brief hesitation, Parin's ears lowered while she blushed and averted her eyes.<span style="color: blue">"Also, I really could use a towel, sorry, I fell in the water when I got teleported here. I'm not sure what Miss W'ineton has done to your people here in the past, but you have my solemn promise that we'll leave you and the Aviari be as soon as we can..."</span>If anyone expected Mirri to go on a power-fueled rampage, they would be sorely disappointed. Already not inclined towards the harmful sort of chaos, the empowered fae was adequately pacified by Parin's re-appearance, lovingly hugging Parin's neck while waving the tip of her serpentine tail about. Already, the dust falling from Mirri's wings was forming a cloud behind Parin's head.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>