Half way up the stairs, the towering maguc was about to deliver questions when the doors flew open to the tavern, clouds of blossoms flying in as if a solid wall! Turning, he bent slightly at the knees, curled his shoulder, and grabbed firmly to his hat. Braced as if against a heavy wave, he stood his ground against the shear physical force of the chaos. And as it subsided, he lurched to a stand, something almost mechanical about his movements, each one short and abrupt. Petals of pink leaking from his sleeves and the folds of his robes. he even reached up and plucked a few from under his scarf. "Well... What was... Interesting." Standing perfectly still, save for the slow pivoting of his head, looking left, then right. "Any idea what that was, Ladyship?" Glancing to the paladin, before rolling his shoulders and starting on back up the stairs again.<br/><br/>"Now now, my little green friends, I Could have sworn I heard something about, but did you KNOW that was going to happen?" making a grand, sweeping gesture with the hand not holding his staff, the fingertips glowing with red hot motes of heat... "Now why not come clean, Hm? Tell me what's up, and who 'put you up' to it?" Head tilting to the side in mild challenge The bottom of his staff pressed firmly into the ground at the center of the top most step of the stairs...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>