The Lady stormed into the club demanding the attention to all around. For those that knew who she really was it was obvious but to most in the club it was a total transformation. For those that knew them it was almost true. Mab was like a little imp, and imp that was always looking to get laid. Lady Fyrefae was a demanding, sometimes scary, goddess.<br/><br/>Even though this was not the kind of bar for such things the group all turned to her. She strode over to a nearby table walking on top of it and kicking aside a mug of ale in the process. Most nights that was enough of a brawl but the man didn't seem to mind.<br/><strong>"Well hello and good evening Bangers and Hounds" the Lady says and barks after she says Hounds. "You sad fools are lucky enough to see the first performance of the returning Last Laugh and I expect you to enjoy it...or else. I will be your MC for the evening and if your extra nice I might sing you a little song. But first without further delay I present to you the most gifted and dangerous mage that prowls the streets of Dublin, David De Sabre.! </strong>