(18 ) Kaira follows quickly, her wings beating softly as she stands on Harach's head, now almost as tall as the troll, and taps it on the shoulder lightly. "Hey... What's with the racket?"<br/><br/>The troll turns arouned and looks at hir curiously, (15) before speaking in quite a suprisingly inteligent voice. "Oh, pardon me distubence adventurers, I'm afraid I just had a bit of a scrap with me mate... 'Fraid he locked me outta me own den..."