Lianth had skipped the elevator. He had always distrusted them - even back in his home dimension where elevators were made of steel and cabling and other sturdy modern materials. Damned if he'd trust some dark-age death trap constructed from plant material. Besides, he had nice long claws and knew how to climb rather well. He scrambled up over onto the elevator platform, took a moment to recover from the climb and looked up, what he saw causing him to sigh heavily.<br/><br/>"Jeez, we just can't get any breaks," he said, more than loud enough for the elves to hear him - he had intended that. Better that they knew he was hear rather than think he was sneaking up on them. "Gentlemen. Er, Gentle-elves, Kree's had a bit of a long day and her wings got all kinds of wailed on recently. She's a bit irritable, so it's in all our best interests that you don't provoke her further. We don't want to be kicked out, and you don't want to be eaten, needled with feathers, or just plain kicked off the edge and splattered all over the ground. So it's a win-win, really, if you just chill out a bit. Otherwise it becomes a lose-lose and that's no fun for any of us."