The feeling of nausea passed rather quickly after the girl had removed the wilted plant from its place inside the room – a shake of his head seeming enough to chase the last remaining warding effects of the plant from him. He wasn’t sure just how the Red Cap had managed to get past the effects of the old magic, but he was sure it didn’t bode well for things at all – it would take magic that the Red Cap wouldn’t possess to by pass such wardings, or the possession of some charm that it wouldn’t have the intelligence to recognise for what it was. Meaning that the creature was here for a specific purpose – no doubt to do something similar to what was asked of him, only the Red Cap wouldn’t be so considerate in sending a warning to the people of the village…<br/><br/>‘I wouldn’t have thought you to be one for such wards’ he mentioned in passing as she slipped by her into the kitchen, eyes scanning the room as suspiciously as a rodent wary of walking right into a very large steel mousetrap. On reflection, he thought he’d rather walk into the mousetrap than the alternative – mousetraps didn’t usually come armed with very large pointy metal things, nor move at considerable speeds. He sniffed as made his way across the room slowly – not because he had any way of smelling the scent of the Red Cap, but more because of the delicious smell of warm meat pies that filled the room, making his mouth water just a little despite the situation he found himself within.<br/><br/>His fingers picked at the large leather belt as he stalked slowly towards the doorway on the other side of the kitchen – pulling the top most edge of it away from him before dipping inside it, fingers returning several seconds later with a small dull metallic dagger. Kanz wasn’t much of a fighter, and doubted that in a game of Pike vs Dagger he was going to be on the winning team, but it made him slightly better to feel the reassuring weight of the dagger within his right palm as he made his way out of the doorway and through into the pubs common room.<br/><br/>There was a woman standing at the other side of the common room, peering out of the window no doubt at the still blazing distraction that he had wrought – he assumed this was the woman of which the other spoke so anxiously, simply because there was no-one else here. Well, no-one else bar the small cruel looking humanoid that stalked slowly along the wall to the right of her position, the mismatched plates of iron armour that he wore strapped haphazardly to his body amazingly making no sound as he drew closer. ‘Ah damn it…’ he muttered under his breath as he took careful aim at the creature before lobbing the dagger towards it. The small object flew end over end swiftly before striking the chest piece of the creature with a dull metallic clang that seemed to echo through the quiet room – instantly drawing the Red Caps attention to him. ‘If I were you, I’d choose now to get out of here’ he shouted loudly towards the woman by the window.