Kayna chuckled slightly and nod her head at the time, smirk crossing her green cheeks, the small bit of tusks showing again as she showed that amused expression waving to him as he made his way to leave. "Take care then, I'll see you again later." She made this sound like a promise, it wasn't doubtful or a question, it was a statement. That said, as he left the room and the door closed behind him there was a short chuckle from the bartender before he gestured at Tehr's staff that was resting to the wall on the other side of the bardesk.<br/><br/>"Here sonny, kept your<em>walking</em>staff<em>dry</em>while you were there." His smirk was full of mirth but not blaming or shaming in any way, merely amused. "Thanks for your patronage." He then added, allowing Tehr a chance to set out at ease.<br/><br/>The walk towards the house compound took a while, the fresh air, the green little gardens near houses, and people rushing back and forth gave the impression of a lively community. It wasn't that high-rise in buildings, nor that closely built. It was urban, and yet there was a touch of rural grace about the place. Like a village growing bigger without growing darker. Though it definitely wouldn't have worked for Londinium, that many people would not be able to live like this, the style this place kept sure there was more personal space for each person living in the town.<br/><br/>Nonetheless, as Tehr was making his way over, there was a bit of a show going on in the front yard of the place, with Lady Ravos and Lord Ravos seeming to be duelling, in their own ways. Spells flying just before swift throwing knives impacted the man causing him to yelp. It looked like they were dulled to not actually sink into flesh but by the looks of it they still hurt bad enough to bruise.<br/><br/>"Not bad but you're not matching me yet!" The woman laughed merrily, her steps swift. For such a large stretch earlier she didn't seem to walk in wobbly steps, though her stance kept her legs a bit parted as she avoided some spells with swift moves, throwing blades at fairly close range.<br/><br/>"Mom's pretty good still." The Ravos sisters were sitting nearby, watching curiously, with Emily holding a small whispered conversation with Eeva, the two younger sisters seeming to be paying more close attention to the fight. Emily's excited comment had reached the ears of others nearby though, and the halfling lad that Tehr humiliated earlier was sulking further off, behind Lord Ravos leaning to a wall and watching his mentor. "Meh, she'll fall to his magic like a woman should anyway..."<br/><br/>At that remark one of the throwing daggers 'missed' Lord Ravos only to slam in the halfling lad's forehead and leave him cussing at the back.<br/><br/>While Tehr was finding his way closer, he might notice that the halfling man actually had some sort of leather straps attached to his wrists, with wand on each of them running along the underside of his arm. Easily within reach, they looked like wearing gauntlets with them would be hard but allowed the user to withdraw a wand swiftly if he needed to, and the same pouches might also serve to let a wizard 'holster' a wand out of use just as swiftly.<br/><br/>As a particularily violent crimson orb of light struck Lady Ravos she gasped and shuddered there, her hands sneaking to her bosom and under her skirt, causing a bright blush on her face. For the lecherous grin the Lord Ravos got on his face for a moment though, she was a quick person to recover and remind him to not fool around with her landing a throwing dagger at a particularily sensitive spot, causing the old man to collapse to the ground with a whimper.<br/><br/>"Mom wins, again!" There was a chuckle from Eeva at this, while Emily moved to help the old man back on his feet.