Tara nods to herself as the Gnome vanishes, and grins slightly at Fletcher's odd enthusiasm.  She unlimbers her greatsword from her back, a huge, solid length of cunningly forged admantium, and takes a few steps in the direction the man came, looking for his attackers.<br/><br/>"This should be... interesting then."<br/><br/>((If she does not see them immediatly, she will detect evil again))