((sorry for the delay))<br/><br/>The townsmen are crowding, rowdy and celebrating; clearly ignoring the threat of danger that lives so far below. Perhaps they just needed a win to help rise spirits that had been forlorn and sunken lately? The place had been pretty muted as of late. Or maybe this was runoff from people observing the colleseum - easily entertained by what could be mistaken as a rigged or setup fight. Once the rabble had calmed down enough for Brelia to speak over them - most begin to listen. Though when Brelia finishes; one man amongst the crowd who can't be easily picked out calls up. "What will you do now?!" As if to assume these heroes had unfinished business.<br/><br/>Meanwhile Kay enjoyed a boy fixated on her waist and hips as he tightly embraced her as if she would never disappear from his grip, though perhaps he was enjoying the tit on his head. Who knows when the boy is that age.<br/><br/>Around this time, guards are now starting to reclaim order. "You eard em, away from the cliff!" One bellowed and began to mobilize the other guards to shuffle the crowd back towards the town. Presumibly the mob will be a little harder to disperse. Sounded like a few of them were barking questions or concerns now that the adrenaline of watching the epic rescue had subsided.<br/><br/>A short man on a balcony overlooking the gate waves to the party if they catch attention to him; he's wearing a scuffy damaged tophat that rivals his own height - which isn't that tall to begin with. This is perhaps so he doesn't get lost in crowds?<br/><br/>(reminder to level to 2, all)