Lina the elven bard<br/><br/>"That was fun." Lina said, the short elf fussing with her hair, the strands obviously in disarray after riding on a giant owl as they did.  "Perhaps we can do it again some time!"<br/><br/>She glanced up at the owl, watching it fly off into the sky, quickly becoming quite hard to see in the distance.<br/><br/>Turning to the others, she adjusted her clothes, finding them stretched tight in some areas and crumpled up loosely in others after her ride on the owl.  She then glanced up at the Tower Of Zardon, her brow tensing a bit as an expression of nervousness formed on her pretty face.<br/><br/>"I hope you know what you are doing, getting involved in this." Lina said to the woman, giving her a suspicious look.  "While I don't like evil wizards or whatnot, I also don't like getting killed because I got in over my head...which is easy to do."<br/><br/>She waited a moment to see if anyone got her joke about her shorter stature.