Aura laughed giddily, leaning askance on her barstool before she stood up to join Myrna. "I didn't mean I light trees on fire! Just, like, if the wind blows sparks from my torch into a tree's leaves..." she giggled under her breath at the mental image of herself lighting a tree aflame. Yeah, she was fuzzed.<br/><br/>"Very resourceful," she grinned at Myrna's borrowed lantern. "My very own escort! Couldn't ask for a better night on the town." She let her forest-colored cloak hang back off her shoulders, almost like a shawl, as she stepped through the doorway. She flinched back a moment, out of the way of several young human men who staggered by arm and arm, singing a bawdy song with beer-breathed exhalations.<br/><br/>Aura giggled at the song, then blushed a little as one of the youths eyed her and Myrna on their way by, before his mates pulled him around the corner. Aura heard one of them noisily liberating his digestive tract of some of its imbibings against the wall of the Wailing Mermaid. She wrinkled her nose and raised her eyebrows, and let her jaw fall.