Mithnella put her hand on Darval's when he patted her leg, glad he was here and safe too. She set about making herself a nice large sandwich as well. After Lorn spoke she nodded, "I feel magic in the storm but I didn't think anything of it because there are dragons and other beings who make storms at times. I will study it more once I eat. I will also investigate the city for any traces and speak with any magical creatures you cannot communicate with Lorn. We will figure out what happened here. Don't worry. But first..." She turned to the Dwarf with an angry expression, "Do you know how late you are? You were supposed to be here weeks ago. I've been waiting and worrying like you cannot imagine."