The maid bore no indication of believing Viloet to be some night lady or common whore, instead preferring to believe someone of her physique to have attracted attention to stranger things. One so mundane and unknowledgable would likely flinch at such a situation that the halfling had taken in stride! But she wasn't a psion so that was neither here nor there. "I-I'm sorry. Was it something I said?"<br/><br/>Then ofcourse, her attention shifted rather abruptly. 'Trouble, eh?' The way they bounded and wobbled even restricted by armor, it was down right enthralling! Even she found her attention drawn to them. "I can't say that I blame them for looki-starring. They're practically hypnotic..."<br/><br/>Grishka's trance was broken once her mind flashed with Terrance's image. "Full powered magic, certainly. That particular spell is a modified version, the original intended to restrain and kill even an ogre. Quite gruesomely, in fact. But this toned down version isn't even capable of such force. I can sustain it indeffinately." Or more importantly, the image of him errupting and practically hosing down everything in sight. "Ugh...that. To be honest, I'm suprized there wasn't<em>more...</em>I had no hand in that and from what I can tell, it's not magically induced, produced or what have you. If it weren't for the fact that I can't detect any magic upon him at all, I'd swear he wasn't human."